I Am Still Alive. I have Not Dropped Off the Face of the Earth.

Sydney is cold. It's even more of a bitch when the sun is down and the wind blows. But in the day it's fine, you see people lounging on the grass patches around the school. An odd sight for someone from a tropical climate.

I'm living in the school hostel at the edge of the school grounds. I can get anywhere on the school given half an hour, a fact I love. I've met people who take an hour to get to school, that's like when Jenny was living in Seng Kang! You must have to spend a fortune on transport! It really doesn't help that if you're not a PR, you don't get concessions.

I live in a studio apartment, so I'm by myself. There is no kitchen. Therefore I have to figure out Creative Ways to Make Meals, given a mircowave and fridge. But it's a cosy place, very comfortable, with good insulation. Also, for some reason I fall asleep by midnight and I'm up by 10. Which has never in my life happened before. Oh well, I'm not complaining.

But I like this place, when it's daylight and I'm not hungry, because there is no such thing as cheap food. And I like what I'm doing in uni. I'm starting to see why Toria thinks I'll do well here.