In the beginning there was the Blog….
I must admit here in my first ever blog entry that I have, until now, been completely uninterested with the very notion of a ‘blog’. This goes beyond any reservations about the sheer unattractiveness of the word ‘blog’ (who came up with that anyway?) to the arrogance of assuming that if you write down some ponderings and post them in cyberspace, that someone will actually want to read them.
It is also tied to old fashioned tendencies – I may be 21 but am still able to lament the way things used to be “back in the day” when our parents walked five miles barefoot in the snow to get to school. Yet it seems I’m now being unwittingly lured into the 21st century, and the sheer ease and usefulness of a means to share and record my experiences.
It is these experiences that are about to get a whole lot more interesting, as I jet off on a round the world extravaganza, delighted to find the loophole in university life that allows me to combine itchy traveller’s feet with the completion of my degree. Not only do we lucky students get three months off for summer holidays, but we can also pick a country during semester on which to inflict our Australian wit and meat-pie eating customs!
I’m off to America, after sifting through a myriad of options.
Should you, dear reader, choose to humour me by reading my ramblings, perhaps even throwing in a comment or two, I shall in turn attempt to show you all that uni can be from across the world!
These are the aspects of your uni degree that aren’t in the course guide… things like where to find the best, biggest and cheapest breakfast to cure that raucous night on the town, or how to beat the bureaucracy and maintain a sense of humour!
So as I set off for a semester in Boston why don’t you come along for the ride?!
I promise I will endeavour to curb my overt tendencies towards brackets and exclamation marks in future blogs if you do…