Not feeling so great at the moment. Just emailed my lecturer about my exam to see if I've passed the subject. If not, I'll be back a year. Scared.

The level of neurosis has increased about ten fold with everyone as they've progressed through this bloody course. 

Second week back into uni and it's already been a tiny bit cray. The new house didn't have gas for three days so we had to shower at uni. It was first year all over again, just not as sad because I went with my two other roommates and we had fun sneaking in. I wasn't that 18 year old fresh out of high school, wallowing in self pity and showering with dead bugs anymore. It was more like everything had come full circle, like I had escaped from the ghetto and became rich, bringing my documentary tv crew back with me. 'This was where my single mother and my 10 brothers and sisters and I slept.' *points to one bedroom apartment*.  Not as dramatic, but it made me cornily reflect on how far everything's come, and that this is possibly my very last year here. I know I'll look back at these years with a lot of affection. Bit of a startling realisation, but I don't regret coming out here.

Moving into a new house was a bit of a bitch, setting things up and also the fact that it's about 15 minutes away from uni. Shouldn't complain really, but that's far in Wagga kilometers. Being right next to a highway has a lot more cons, let's say than pros. If any pros for that at all. We have a next door neighbour, Scott, who's in the army and is based here at the moment. He's come over at least three times now, meeting each of us each time. He's in his early 30's and lives by himself with his dog. He asked Wendy to feed his dog for him a couple of days ago, and that was all fine. This afternoon he came by again and this time Cailin, my third roommate answered the door. He gave us a thank-you gift for feeding his dog. It was all a bit weird, particularly because he gave us three bottles of wine, and said he got one for each of us. Wendy didn't do much but just take food out for one morning for his dog. Wendy was particularly weirded out, especially cause we are all kind of getting the sense that he has developed a bit of a keen interest in us. Anyway, we're just seeing how it will pan out for the rest of the year.

All in all, it's shaping out to be a pretty interesting year I think. Sheenal's coming back this weekend to visit, and that will be good cause she always brings drama with her. Excited to have conversations about nothing with her again.

Should study, seeing as I have a game-changing exam on Wednesday.... wish me luck. A lot please.

Not saying that I want to stay back another year at uni, but I am so not ready to become a Pharmacist. If I really do graduate at the end of this year, the thought of starting work in less than 10 months scares the crap out of me. Wish I could eat my textbooks and miraculously remember everything.  

Fuck this shit, I'm fucking out of this friendship. I have never been this upset at someone in my life, with this intensity and for this duration. She just doesn't understand and she doesn't try to understand. At this point of knowing her she should know me better. You can make mistakes but not something like this and then completely ignore me. She just fucking doesn't understand and it's not worth it. She can go fuck herself. She just doesn't get it. One hundred million times over. Fuck her.