Drought...

Australia is famous for it's woooonderful weather, when in fact, it is pretty crappy most of the time. If it's not raining for a week (a period we are in right now), it's so dry that everything stops growing.

I guess this is not really the case in the whole of Australia, but Adelaide, at least, is an extremely dry place.

I used to weat it with all of my tears. But I haven't in quite a long time now. I haven't cried much at all. After Orientation week, when all the new people came, I guess I got distracted and stopped crying.

I don't think I've cried for a month. And that's probably why it started to rain again. ;P The farmers must be happy now. So am I, because it's pretty d-mn cozy when it's raining outside and you stay at home in your bed, listening to the tiny noises of Uni Hall. A plate scrambling, a loud sequence of a movie being played on the other side of the courtyard, the closing of a door, a laughter from the staircase.

Yeah, I am sick at the moment, but I'm not sad.
And that's a h-ll of a lot better.