Cooked my first meal in the hostel tonight. Took some pride in the fact that of the 15 people that came through the kitchen I was one of the three that acctauly made a propper meal.

That said, making my Risotto was a real trial, I had trouble just finding the stuff I needed to make the meal. I've seen pieces of wood sharper than the knives in the hostel. The rice refused to take the water for aaaages, probably because I couldn't find risotto rice to make it with. It was worth it though, nothing is quite as satifying as eating a meal you've cooked yourself.

Met a guy down the pub after, told me about a rentshare house for $450 a month downtown. Like many other foolish people I know he seemed to think there was some stock in the fact that I was so young and coming here alone. It might be a little too pricy for me to manage, I'll run the figures sometime tommorow and check. That said, I want out of the hostel and the sooner the better.