Shoot, shag or marry?

Hey! sorry for the shortage of blogs, i've had messages from angry fans complaining so thought I would squeeze in a quick blog before I head off to bed.

Its been a busy weekend! Finally the girls i'm here with are wanting to go out and drink. I think they have all realised how quickly the weeks are flying by and we want to make the most of our weekends. So we started by booking tickets to Sydney next weekend. They weren't exactly cheap but we all really wanted to go. It's meant to be completely different to Melbourne apparently, more comparable to London...we'll see!

I'm trying to think of some "critical moments" which I can reflect on in a blog but i'm really struggling.

I managed to really piss off one of the girls last night during a game of shoot, shag or marry. Just in case you aren't familiar with the game - you get given a choice of 3 people who you have to then say who you would shoot, shag or marry...simple. So, this girl isn't exactly my type so when her name came up in one of the rounds and I was a bit too quick at saying I would shoot her and shag/marry two other undesirables (I think one of the options was a man, lol). She took it a little too personally and I ended up with red wine on my trousers. It was ok as one of the other girls had white wine and was quick enough to splash a bit of that on my jeans too to "neutralize" the stain. By the way that doesn't work.

Anyway...i'm dreading this week at work. My lecturer is flying over from the UK with the sole purpose of assessing us to see how we are going! It's good to see my uni doesn't listen to all that shit about carbon footprints.