Okay. I give. What the hell is so important about going to uni anyway? I've been here for a month, maximum, and I'm already going insane! I think that the sadistic jerks who came up with the idea of 'Higher Education' must really have wanted to see other people suffer....hence the sadism, right? The bloody lecturers and so on have got us jumping through so many stupid hoops, doing all sorts of pointless exercises until I want to scream! They want us to fail, it's the only explanation...

 

And the accomodation is the worst. So cramped that you can barely turn around without knocking your shin (or other unfortunate body part) against a desk, or a cupboard, or a door, or a bed...it's hardly worth the money I'm paying to stay in this place. And hot, too. No ventilation. I swear, I'll be dead before the term is out...but it being cold now, no-one will find (read smell) me until the end of semester...and then it'll only be to ask me about my overdue rent. Yuck. What a delightful thought. -_-

 

The fact that I haven't slept in approximately a month is directly attributable to my delightful fellow residents; they stay up until all hours of the morning, chatting and generally making a ruckus. There is a rule that VERY clearly states they have to shut up at 11pm. It probably doesn't help that the pathetic excuse for a lounge room is practically right outside my door...in fact, they're very lucky I haven't killed them yet. But I might. As soon as I figure out where to hide the bodies. Unfamiliar territory, people. Give me another week or two...and then I'll start getting inventive.

 

Sleep-deprivation does wonderful things for the sanity, I tell you. I'll be the first to admit I get mean when I'm tired. Funny...all my classmates will be freaking out, suspecting I'm taking drugs or something similar if I walk around smiling one day. No, wrong answer, folks...lil ol' grumpy finally got some sleep. For the first time in EIGHT months. Entitled to a little loopyness, I'd say.

 

Ah...time to go and scout the area some more. Maybe the back paddock would be a suitable hiding place...fertiliser with extra body would be good for it. Ever hear of blood and bone fertiliser, anyone? Is it my fault if I'm going with the general population? No? Good.

 

Dissimilation, over and out.