Mid Semester Tests

I’ve just had an exam today and I don’t feel good about it. It was for a subject called Environment and Health. The course is basically about public health, Ecological biodiversity, climate change and sustainable food production. The test included everything we’ve learnt, or at least gone over in the past 5 weeks of uni. It is a strange subject where you don’t have to learn information, only really concepts and models. These are then applied throughout the different genres. I’m finding it hard to get my head around the complex reasoning required but hopefully I’ll be able to do it within the next 5 weeks. Until then, back to the readings.

A Cold for Winter

I’m just getting over a cold at the moment and I hope that I’m soon feeling back to normal.  I got it last Saturday and started to sneeze and snort.  In fact I had so much to blow out I was beginning to think that someone had shoved a wet cabbage up my nose while I was sleeping.  Even though a week has now gone by and I’m feeling pretty much back to normal I’m still sounding like Donald Duck with his head in a bath.  It’s odd that you get like that when you have a cold.  Everything around you seems to be dulled down, the volume turned down oh so slightly, like you are walking around with ear plugs in your ears.  With out the background noise it seems to remove you from life.  Everything goes on around you but you are not a part of it.  The little background noises, traffic, feet stamping on wooden steps, birds chirping in the trees, background conversations.  Even when someone is speaking to you it still is hard to hear them when they don’t speak up.  I know what it’s like for people who are loosing their hearing how, though, hopefully it will be back soon.

There's no where else like Fridays!

I went out to a going away party last night.  Kathrin (One of my ex-housemates) is heading back over to Germany (where she calls home).  We had a few drinks over at her new place and then went out to one of the clubs in Mooloolaba.  There it was a quiet night with only 3 fights breaking out.  Usually it's a lot rougher.  Last time I went I was on the dance floor when a fight broke out right next to me.  It's kind of freaky watching a fight in strobe lighting.  In general though, I've noticed that it is really funny watching drunk people in action.  When drunk, people start making inane, pointless conversation to absolute dickheads (others met at the club that is, not the guys I went with).  During these conversations emotions seem to go from undying love to outright hatred and back again in the blink of an eye.   Maybe I'm getting over the going out and partying stage in my life now, of course, maybe I'm just getting too disillusioned by the caliber people out there today. Who knows?