Great Ocean Road

Remember that time I was supposed to go on a trip to the Great Ocean Road? Well here's how it went.

It didn't.

I received an email yesterday saying that it was the last chance to sign up and that 9 more slots had to be filled or the trip would be off. This morning, I woke up early and checked all of my emails to find no confirmation that the trip was on. An hour or so later, Mauro calls me and asks if I was still coming. Says they were all on the bus and that, apparently, no email, is a good email. And then they left. Needless to say I'm fairly upset about not getting to go as well as hugely frustrated with the gap in communication that often seems to occur here.

Last night was nothing special. I was cooking and away from my phone and missed the text saying when and where to meet up to go into Melbourne for the footie game. Bummer. I made soup out of the leftover stock with I had used the night prior to braise the kangaroo in. Seeing as most everyone went back home for the weekend, I hung out in our sister unit, played uno, and watched The Inbetweeners, which is a British film and very funny.

I've blown off most everything today and have just sat in my room being disappointed about not making the various trips this weekend.

Classes start Monday. That's that.

Cheers!

~Daniel