Well, university for me is coming up. Rearing its mysterious head from behind the trees of Year 12 OP scores. I'm planning to walk in there calm, cool and collected.

I've already got my student ID (a rather normal-looking one after my slightly over-the-top smile in the year 12 affair), books for my course (two of which I don't even need) which consist of an anthology of short stories from around the world entitled: The Art of the Story, course notes for a subject compiled into a book, this strange journal called Cite|Write and an exercise book on writing aptly titled 'The Writing Book'.

I haven't done too much writing myself, however I have worked on and off on two stories. One of which is completed and uploaded here, the other is still in the works, running over fourteen pages.

My world trip was fantastically awesome for your information. I met and made friends with quite a few people from Europe. Japan was as always brilliant. Getting mildly plastered in a Dutch pub playing drinking games...well, that was fun.

I also just today got a letter from work to tell me my pay has been bumped up from $8.66 per hour to $14 per hour. They don't want me to work my usual Saturday and will instead call about working some days of the work week. I guess the loose-leafing and basic shelving will go out the window and I'll be doing more important stuff.

Trips to the movies have been how I've spent time out of the house. I've seen most of the good stuff that's on at the moment. I recommend The Curious Case of Benjamin Button...and Valkyrie, purely because you have to satisfy the hype it's gotten. Vicky Christina Barcelona was amazing, far better than Woody Allen's previous outing - Scoop. Though Scoop was also good. Plus in Vicky Christina Barcelona Scarlett Johansson and Penelope Cruz have a kiss scene! It's awesome.

Anyway, I must go, Dad is wanting to finish watching Baz Luhrmann's Romeo & Juliet with me.

'Till next time,

Benosaur Harkinism