This is the equivalent of the urban fairy tale... once upon a time, there was a room for rent - in a penthouse apartment on La Trobe Street (right in the city). All for $90 a week. To get a sense of scale, shoebox student apartments fetch $200 to $300 a week. Of course, the room is taken by time you call and in your mind's eye, you can see it vanishing in the light, like a secret doorway to Faerie or Narnia. Or there might have been a twist in the tale, for instance having to share the room with 5 other unwashed students, or sleeping in the storeroom...
My housemate turned down a room offer because she would have had to share it with the landlady's pet snakes. (note plural.)
It's a jungle out there, I tell you. I'm still looking, btw.
In parliament, they've banned, and now unbanned, the use of mate, as in g'day mate, how's it like being prime minister?
I got quizzed about singapore's NS policy today, is it true that you have to serve in the army, in the same tones of is it true they eat pickled octopus eyes over there?
I said girls didn't have to, and thank goodness for that. Strangely enough, I would have hated the physicality of it at 18, but I welcome it now. The government is debating whether women should serve in the frontlines, and the guy who quizzed me thought they shouldn't, because 1) women are at risk of violation if captured, 2) women and men have different strengths and traits, and 3) they would be a distraction.
why wy?
Friday, August 19, 2005 at 3:48 PM
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