So, yesterday was interesting...

I woke up at my normal Monday morning time at around 8am. I stayed in bed for a few minutes, savouring that time between opening your eyes and climbing out of the warmth. So I eventually got up, had my shower, got ready, etc. Halfway through putting on my rings and necklace, I get an sms from Lisa. Train delays, she says. Catch an earlier train. No problem, I think. I have to rush a little but no biggie. I give her a call anyway to see what's going on. The delays could be an hour long, she says. Ha, screw that. She offers to come pick me up and we'll drive to a later station. Props to you, Lisa.

So we go past Ringwood station. And...my Lord. The cues were HUGE. There must have been 200-300 people in cue. It was just horrible. We eventually got to a later station, but in the papers today it's been reported that over FIVE THOUSAND people were delayed by roadworks THAT WERE SUPPOSED TO FINISH ON SUNDAY. I asked a friend how long it took him to get into the city, and he replied, "Over three hours". It usually takes less than one.

I consider myself a reasonable guy, for the most part. Even though sometimes I don't act like it. I understand delays, I understand cancellations sometimes. Things happen, you know? But when roadworks delay over 5000 people when they were supposed to conclude the day before, I don't think that's right. And what's more. Connex refuses to give compensation.

Bah.

Anyway, my cinema essay is coming along well. I have a detailed plan, and I'm ready to write it, just about. Should be a good one. I hope so, it's worth 35% of my grade.

Communication Law is growing ever so boring. Ever so boring.