I woke up today with a sore right hand, which is totally my own fault.

I have decided (in a rather large and mildly hasty (does that make sense?) decision) to apply for residence at O'Rorke Hall for next year.

Yeah, it's going to cost $10,000, just about.

That's all I have to my name...well actually, there is another $10,000 term deposit that matures on the 12th of October, but it's really my dad's money.

Money's made to be spent, right?

Hopefully I can get student allowance again next year, and subsidise part of that ten grand.

It means I'll need to get a reaaaaally large job in the holidays as well. Probably not at the Rec Centre cause I wouldn't be able to juggle two jobs. Maybe.

I've had enough of it, frankly.