I am Harry Potter

Monash is like Hogwarts. You can go there for decades (or, in my case, a year), and still not know all of it's secrets (some would call these secrets "design flaws" - not that I'm cynical or anything).

Case example being: H10. The rooms at the bottom of the Menzies run from H1-H6 from right to left. All very logical. Then after that, things start going crazy. H7 could very well be next to H3. And so on and so forth.

And so it was, that it was just my luck, that my first class on the first day of uni, was in H10. Which was not, as you would expect, next to H9. Or even near H6. After bumping into some other Frenchies, Taij(?) and Trent-the-first-year, we wandered around for a good 15 mins, before I came up with a brilliant deduction/guess. "What if H10 is next to H1???" And so it was. Who knew that the numbers would come back around.

Apart from that, the day passed normally/boringly enough. There were a few surprises, like how the bookshop was already full of people at 10, and how Ben Niles defected from Canberra. But normalcy reigns supreme. Buses are still late, we still hang at the law library, people still don't like Victor, Banh will keep (we hope) making brownies, Meng will always be late even though he lives next to uni, JC will study hard, tutes will be awkward, and the rooms will still be stuffy. 

I hope something comes along to mix things up. In a good way.

Word of the day: repetition