Ok, so I have figured out that what I 'really know' is nothing; Nothing for certain anyway. I did figure out that a semi colon can be used in many different ways; however, I still lack the ability to use them practically. heheh I may also be lacking the correct use of hyphens as it may appear. Don't get me started on the human construct versus the perception of material things. Sorry if I'm somewhat indifferent to your current stream of reality. I have been at uni for some time now and it is having an effect.

So, a paradox. My girlfriend, for instance, is supposed to be coming to Australia on Monday. Will it happen? Yes, of course, it has to happen. I have been waiting for so long now. Do I have certainty of this 'fact'? Hell no. Even if I knew she was coming I would still question it. The many parameters effecting such an outcome are uncountable. So is she coming? Very, Very maybe.

So why do I feel this sensation of absolute confusion. I know not what I can know. Well more susinctly, I know I can never know anything; well, atleast from the readings I have done in my Philosophy class. I know my writing skills are substandard to the level that I would like to see, but I figure that will always be the case. Ok, Ok, enough ramblings. heheh Just enough to confuse my fellow readers.

It is 1738 and I am sitting in the great court with one of the borrowed laptops. I'm reflecting on the next couple of hours as I have a substantial amount of work to do if I want to climb on Friday. You see, I have 2 things due in on Friday and the only possible way I can climb is if I manage to finish all my work tonight and tommorrow. Maybe I will and maybe I wont.

Friday has the potential to involve multi-pitch climbing, danger and adventure. I can't wait. It has been so long since I have seen Mt Tibrogargen and I look forward to the great thrill of each pitch. The feeling is almost indescribable. But then the feeling is excentuated by the fact that I should expect my girl friend to come any day now. I feel I'm heading towards a great downfall but at the moment I feel ok-the calm before the storm. If my last 6 months of waiting have been in vein I will, I will not see my dearest and I'll surely be quite distraught. But if I do see her I will be absolutely extatic. Inevitably it will end in tears but that is all a question of how pessamistic one man can be. Believe me, I can be quite pessamistic at times.

I think I'll leave this pointless entry now. I imagine I'll recieve many concerned calls of enquiry as this post has been somewhat abstract in context; and that is all relevent to the beer at school syndrome. heheh Don't stress.

ahhhhh finally home at last?

Where was that again? I find home to be an abstract term. Surely you can purchase a home and call it your own; You can make a garden just the way you like it, you can paint it with your favourite colours and you can even raise a loving family in it. How long can one hold onto this materialistic idea of home. In time this home could be come a detrimental burden on financial resources, necessitating a move to a new "home".

"Home is where the heart is". - Source unknown

I have just finished my first day in my new house. 6 Girls and 1 guy. Sounds like a sitcom. Let me better inform you, it is not a humorous deal. Ok perhaps there are some humorous anecdotes to be had but I am more fearful of the eventuating differences between men and woman showing. Is it possible that I will see a major alteration in my own personality as a result of this female dominating house hold. Or perhaps there could be a beneficial lesson for me to learn. I am still in a state of indecision as to how this household will effect me, and how I will effect the house for that matter.

What to do? Ahhhh I'm lost. Perhaps I'll just focus on my homework.

OOOOOOOO Things are starting to look up for my teerak and I. Applications will be lodged, planes will be booked and good byes will be said. I'm still very apprehensive as to the final outcome of this saga but it looks as there may be a positive side to this immense sacrifice I have made. hahah I still haven't told her I live with 6 girls. I'm sure she will be fine. OOO another dilemma. Is conflict bound to eventuate under the circumstance where my girlfriend moves into the sharehouse with 6 girls? Now that is a sitcom.