Ungrateful wretch!

I'm a student, at Melbourne uni, studying Music and Education. Yeah, it's a double degree. No, no exams...just lots of assignments... but I prefer exams, assignments aren't my thing... It's getting towards the end of the year you know... busy times. Lots to do. Then I have placement in a couple of weeks, at Eltham High School. I'm a bit nervous about that, but more worried about getting there on time - it's an hour and a half from my house. I'm going to see if I can

I'm studying at Melbourne uni, Music and Teaching. 4th year. yeah, but I would have been fifth year... I took a year off after second year... oh, just worked for a year, learnt to live independently, you know - went grocery shopping, learnt to cook... did my washing, all that stuff. Worked a lot actually, i got independence from Centrelink. Still working there... one shift a week... oh, I have two jobs now, did you know? I'm also

I'm at uni. Ah, music and education. Well, music teacher is one option... but I hope to do a lot of things, you know.... teach, play, compose, travel... with music you have to be flexible. I think teaching jobs won't be too hard to find... but it's not really what I want to do long term...I mean I enjoy it, but I've always wanted to write music. mm, I just don't have time - I'm pretty much failing uni. Maybe in the holidays, yeah... but that never seems to happen. I don't know, actually I took a year off after second year to write music, but I

I'm a uni student. Um, Melbourne... yeah. Music and Teaching. I play the saxophone... a bit of piano... and I sing too... and I write music, but ...hm? Ah, not so much any more. This year I've just been too busy with education stuff. I've played it once or twice. Actually, I'm learning the flute at the moment. so I can teach it, because a lot of teaching jobs ask for you to be able to teach a family of instruments, like for woodwind you need probably clarinet, saxophone, flute. mmm... have you played it since? Mmm fair enough... you can't do everything!


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Their eyes met, but only briefly. That was awkward enough. Oliver looked to his right, to avoid tension, and found himself staring back. A poster on the wall advertising next week's concert contained an old photo of him - the one they took when he first got here. A broad smile, eyes crinkling with happiness, his wavy hair hung dryly over his ears. A time of hope and somewhat attractive naivety. He looked away in disgust. The audience chatter died a little - the concert was about to begin. He slumped down in his seat and pushed his knees into the seat in front. There was no way out now... he settled back and and tried to empty his mind.