Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Welp.

I finally got my graph theory final over with today, and void of feeling any joy or excitement I am just numb with fatigue. My poor, aching, and aging body can't handle all-nighters anymore.

I came home right after finals planning to take a nap, but I couldn't fall asleep. In the evening, I went back into the city to have a farewell dinner for one of my friends leaving for America this week (My life right now is a less scandalous version of And Then There Were None. All my friends are leaving me one by one :/). She chose a restaurant in the Greek precinct for us to try, which was perfect because I had been meaning to try the food there. I had the most delicious baklava for dessert. But, my friends ordered something even better. It was called a galaktoboureko. Try to pronounce it! Here's a hint: Initially, I thought I heard "galactical burrito".

I could blame it on my lack of sleep... I could.

It's one thing to walk around bryn mawr campus looking like a crazy scary stress monster after having pulled an all-nighter, but it's something else roaming the city of Melbourne as one. The system here is so strange. They asked us to go to the Royal Exhibition Building which isn't even on campus. It's a world heritage site-listed building located ten to fifteen minutes east of our school.

I walked into the giant hall in a sleepy daze, and I thought I was dreaming.  It literally looked like I had come to take my N.E.W.T.s at Hogwarts. Just rows and rows of at least 2,000 desks and chairs all waiting to be filled by students through seat assignments. I was number 890. In hindsight, I guess it was pretty cool taking my exam in a historic site. It'd be the equivalent of taking my finals at Independence Hall in Philadelphia.

Anyways, I'll feel a bit more free and ecstatic after I sleep this off. Yawwwwwwwnnn. (<- reporting my yawns to you all in real time). Onto Chinese, Education, and African Drum and Dance it is!

I envy all of you on summer break. It is a cold and dreary winter here in Melbourne.

Oh how the tables have turned! Permission to point and laugh/cackle granted. :'(

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