Shit happens, well maybe not this often.....

Well, after my forced stay in this rather backwater country (now you know why they call it "down under") where the train system is as reliable as a car with a leaking fuel tank or an alcoholic without his alcohol you'd think that i would have been accustomed to this sort of delays by now. Well wrong. So there i was at the train station feeling all pleased with myself after making the effort to wake up early with the intention of going to class with time to spare until i saw the information board, and the thought "Oh Shat" formed in my mind. It seems that some luckless individual got into an accident involving a train a few stations up (we can all imagine what happened.....) which caused the whole Lilydale and Belgrave line to be disrupted while the railway staff cleared the mess. So to cut an extremely tedious and infuriatingly long story short we had to take a connecting bus to Ringwood and from there take the train to Lilydale, where the damn uni is located. Simple enough? Not quite. The connecting bus took the better part of 2 hours to arrive and by the time i got on the train and made my way to the uni proper there was only 1/2 an hour left to what was supposed to be a 2 hour law lecture. It had taken me a shitty 2 and a 1/2 hours to get somewhere which would normally only take 1/2 an hour! Only in this crap hole does dumb shit like this happened on such a regular basis. Melbourne has quite possibly the worst public transport system out of any of the so-called self proclaimed "first world" nations. Heck this kind of infrastructure doesn't even belong in Africa. And this isn't the first time this has happened, in fact it's the 5th time it's happened since i got back! Truly appalling. In fact i have come up with a theory, trains in Melbourne either arrive late or they do not arrive at all.

(Note: John and Xander have gotten a replacement housemate (with indecent haste if i might add) after i expressed reservations at their dream rental. My suggestion that they wait 1 more week to view 2 more apartments which i have scouted out went unheard so it seems that i won't be moving into the city after all. I won't comment on anything as it's been a rather shit day already and if i linger on this too much my blood pressure would, like an old friend of mine used to say, sky rocket. It's at times like these when you realise how alone you are in a foreign country and that the only people you can trust are your brothers back home with whom you've been to hell and back with, no offense to my Australian acquaintances of course but I'm sure this feeling is mutual.)