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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Tuesday 12 April 2005 (Day View)
12.04.2005 – Tuesday 12 April – Chinese Portuguese
- • A train journey into uni, through the rain, was quite pleasant. Psychology lectures filled the drizzling morning, where anything I may have learnt was drowned out by a cacophony of somniferous blatancy. A psychology tutorial followed, where first years were told how to write an essay – and even given catchy phrases to use.
- • I began to write my CSSE3004 reflective review – something that should not have taken more than an hour, but due to distractions, a lack of inspiration, and its conversion midway to third person, Maz and I had to head towards the city before I’d written more than a paragraph. It seems that most of the east coast had also decided to drive into Brisbane, and the few who hadn’t were happily driving out of Brisbane. One of the unfortunate properties of a car is that it’s very solid and quite unable to continue when behind another car, which itself is behind another car, which they were, ad infinitum – or at least until Brisbane. It took an hour to get into the city, even with driving through roundabout back streets.
- • I had Portuguese vegetables at a Chinese place in the Valley. They were quite yummy, and not as scary as the fungi elsewhere. I then had a pleasant walk and sat in a park for a while, but it got quite cold – winter approaches.