Exams are here, it's almost time to go, I can't frikkin wait.

It is the ever hated and feared exam time at the moment. I have 6 to write, which is surprising as I only have 4 subjects, but the English department seems to hate me. I have already written my least favourite subject, Philosophy, as well as my major; Journalism. Hopefully I studied enough for them, we shall see. What I have left to write are English prose, drama and poetry as well as a Linguistics exam. Thanks to exams, life is very quiet and dull at the moment. No raucous parties, no loitering around town or anything remotely fun really. I am thoroughly looking forward to the end of exams and the beginning of my 2 month holiday which starts promptly after my last exam of the 26th. woohoo. I also am looking forward to leaving the terrible and unfortunate disappointment that has been my res, and moving into my awesome apartment with my friend, Jade, next year :) Things I will NOT miss about res-life: the communal fridge, walking downstairs to get to the communal fridge, the communal bathroom and its see-through shower curtains, other peoples hair blocking the shower drain, campus-wide power outages, crappy res food, walking to the dining hall to eat the crappy res food, being pressured into bonding happy-clappy res events, people stealing my washing slots, the rowdy-ass crows that live outside my window (try studying with that in the background), my back-breakingly uncomfortable bed and the far-too-long Wednesday night house meetings. Things I will miss about res: apple crumble desert at the dining hall, fun campus vibes, the cat, and yeah that's about it. Anyway, back to the books.

xxx Jamay

No pics today but I thought I'd make a list of some of the funnier BBM statuses I've seen over the last few days. enjoy

• Dad: "It's summer, they all coming down now" ... Me: "what, the dogs?" ... Dad: "no the hobos"
• I want to have a belly so big that when I go over a speed bump I hoot
• The two R's of my December holiday: Rage, and Rehab
• Better late than... pregnant
• I don't like koalas, they have agendas
• What rhymes with Cuba?   Cocaine.

Low-life fridge thief, get your own damn food

My faith in humanity has once again been placed under doubt. On my return to res this Wednesday, Halloween as it were, my lovely mum gave me some koeksisters. I don't particularly love koeksisters but these ones were really good, and so I placed the remaining ones in my res fridge with my name clearly marked on the punnet. I know some people have been complaining about food being taken from the fridge recently, and I myself have suspected for a while that someone has been drinking my milk. I never thought, however, that someone would stoop so low as to steal 3 koeksisters that were clearly marked as belonging to someone else. Come on people, really? How low is the human race to stoop before hitting rock bottom? What kind of person steels another persons food as it is, let alone 3 lowly syrup coated doughnut-braid. I ask you. What angers me most about this is that there will be no justice for the thief. It's not so much that I won't get to eat the koeksisters, but that one of my fellow res mates is a deceptive swine with weak morality. What I would give to look them in the eye and calmly explain how little I think of them, followed by a swift slap and/or punch, whichever feels right in the moment. Someone in res has taken a stand against the food thief, and to whoever they are, I have great admiration for them. This person has stuck a sign on the fridge threatening the thief, which can be seen in the pictures below. I have also just this second made another discovery, that my brand new, clearly marked juice has been opened and half of it has been consumed, and not by me. The low-life strikes again... and next time they will get a nasty surprise.

xxx Jamay

see pics below

Letter on the fridge to the thief

The scene of the koeksister theft

My opened and half finished juice