Song: "I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor" by Arctic Monkeys
May 21st
Today was optics in the morning, and then I was off to be the student representative for my optics and my physics class for the Physics Student Liaison Meeting (aka I was told there was free lunch and was "elected" to represent everyone's opinions on class).
The liaison meeting was weird, because it was me and three of my professors, plus about 4 other professors and about 4 other students. I expressed my grievances and gave my opinions and told them that we all really wanted a stapler in the physics computer lab. They laughed, but that might have been the most serious thing I said the whole day. I was stunned about how panicked I was over the whole thing, and how shaky and not confident my voice sounded. I felt really out of my element. But there were free sandwiches and chocolates, so that was cool.
After that I came home, and waited until it was time to finish up my physics assignment with Jay. We worked and then went to ubar for student night. It was mildly entertaining. Half of our crew never made it, which I found out while texting on my bed to see if the party was still going on elsewhere. I was going to join them, and instead I fell asleep.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Riverside, motherf@(*@#$@#!
Song: "Riverside" by Sidney Samson
May 14th
Class in the morning, then a whole lot of nothing.
I left for a bit, then came home to find Christian, another Australian who I will miss dearly, in my apartment attempting to stab a can of condensed milk. Why condensed milk you ask?
Well I make these amazing chocolate truffles, and I had made a batch last week, probably Thursday, which was appropriate, and Bethany and I had eaten almost all of them in record time. Bethany felt bad about it (although she shouldn't have) so she vowed to make more, hence the can of condensed milk. She accidentally bought two so Christian stabbed the extra can with a plastic knife. Sean, Andy and Jeff were all around the kitchen table watching the event. It was pretty epic.
I had vowed to get out of the house for Ubar's Pirate Night. Arr. I was late for reasons I can't remember, but I met up with Tara and the rest of the crew. It was hysterical, good fun.
The gorgeous Tara and Tara, with my favorite bartender in the background actually (haha, not on purpose):
Mo and the girls:
More of the crew:
Me and Tara:
Erin and Berns:
Ha:
Anyway, the evening was insane. I walked with Alex back to her home after the bar closed and we were all told to go away. It was a fun walk and we had a nice conversation. I've decided that I'm giving Alex my Australian fan, because I will have no use for it after I'm gone. She's a good pal, and I'm going to miss her dearly. We were dancing like crazy people, especially to "Riverside" which I now am familiar with because of Ubar.
I went home after dropping her off. Actually, I tried to drop her off, and then she wanted to walk me back home, which was ridiculous, so we walked halfway between and split our separate ways. Crazy talk. :)
May 14th
Class in the morning, then a whole lot of nothing.
I left for a bit, then came home to find Christian, another Australian who I will miss dearly, in my apartment attempting to stab a can of condensed milk. Why condensed milk you ask?
Well I make these amazing chocolate truffles, and I had made a batch last week, probably Thursday, which was appropriate, and Bethany and I had eaten almost all of them in record time. Bethany felt bad about it (although she shouldn't have) so she vowed to make more, hence the can of condensed milk. She accidentally bought two so Christian stabbed the extra can with a plastic knife. Sean, Andy and Jeff were all around the kitchen table watching the event. It was pretty epic.
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
I had vowed to get out of the house for Ubar's Pirate Night. Arr. I was late for reasons I can't remember, but I met up with Tara and the rest of the crew. It was hysterical, good fun.
The gorgeous Tara and Tara, with my favorite bartender in the background actually (haha, not on purpose):
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
Mo and the girls:
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
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| From Uni Bar: Pirate Night |
Anyway, the evening was insane. I walked with Alex back to her home after the bar closed and we were all told to go away. It was a fun walk and we had a nice conversation. I've decided that I'm giving Alex my Australian fan, because I will have no use for it after I'm gone. She's a good pal, and I'm going to miss her dearly. We were dancing like crazy people, especially to "Riverside" which I now am familiar with because of Ubar.
I went home after dropping her off. Actually, I tried to drop her off, and then she wanted to walk me back home, which was ridiculous, so we walked halfway between and split our separate ways. Crazy talk. :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
and we never even liked him from the start and now he's with that tart...
Song: "We Get On" by Kate Nash
May 7th
Optics in the morning. Not much productivity the rest of the day.
Jay and I finished up our assignment so that uni bar was a possibility. Tara and Chloe and I went over together and had a good time. I think it was R&B night, maybe. I somehow lost the rest of the group and ended up walking home by myself. I remember the full moon. It was gorgeous.
May 7th
Optics in the morning. Not much productivity the rest of the day.
Jay and I finished up our assignment so that uni bar was a possibility. Tara and Chloe and I went over together and had a good time. I think it was R&B night, maybe. I somehow lost the rest of the group and ended up walking home by myself. I remember the full moon. It was gorgeous.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights...
Song: "The District Sleeps Alone Tonight" by The Postal Service
April 9th
Play ominous music here. Both my lab reports were due today. We had our last optics class with Alex today. It was a very nice review session and again, I learned so much. I've been really lucky with professors here; they're all great. I turned in my completed lab, freshly printed from the physics lab, and all was good. One down, one to go.
After class, I went back to the physics lab and worked on my other lab report until it was finished.
Oh wait, and then I realized had to copy pages of my lab notebook that I didn't have. Then I began the walk back to the Village, got the notebook, ran to the library, made copies, attached them to the new lab report, and voila! lab report complete. While I was leaving the library with stapled copy in hand, I ran into Jay, who was still ill, but looking better at least. I am so glad I haven't gotten sick here yet. I'm attributing it to the 3 liters of orange juice I drink each week.
Ok, two down. Now to tackle my aesthetics paper...
I started working and I was getting productive for a period of time. During this, the maintenance folk returned our couch which was lovely.
I began to lose my productivity and I restricted myself to no Facebook until I read the entire reading of Hegel. I got about 10 pages away from finishing when Tara called me and asked if I wanted to go out. As a reward to myself for finishing those lovely lab reports and instead of working on my aesthetics paper all night, which was my original plan, I decided to go out to Uni Bar with Tara and Tara. It was a good plan. We came, we saw, we conquered. We met an Aussie named Angus "who brings the beef" (to a BBQ last week, long story) who has EXCELLENT taste in music. Seriously though, we bonded over his iPod until my purse broke and I went home. I also found out that some of my lovely Australearner friends also enjoy The Postal Service as much as I do. This was great news.
Obligatory picture:
That's Angus, Lindsey, Janaki, Kathleen, and me on the end.
Oh, and when I got home, in my lovely stupor, I forced myself to read the ending of Hegel. I got three pages away from finishing before I quit, likely because of this little incident with my pen:
I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what the hell I was doing, but it was damn fun.
April 9th
Play ominous music here. Both my lab reports were due today. We had our last optics class with Alex today. It was a very nice review session and again, I learned so much. I've been really lucky with professors here; they're all great. I turned in my completed lab, freshly printed from the physics lab, and all was good. One down, one to go.
After class, I went back to the physics lab and worked on my other lab report until it was finished.
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| From Shots around Macquarie |
Oh wait, and then I realized had to copy pages of my lab notebook that I didn't have. Then I began the walk back to the Village, got the notebook, ran to the library, made copies, attached them to the new lab report, and voila! lab report complete. While I was leaving the library with stapled copy in hand, I ran into Jay, who was still ill, but looking better at least. I am so glad I haven't gotten sick here yet. I'm attributing it to the 3 liters of orange juice I drink each week.
Ok, two down. Now to tackle my aesthetics paper...
I started working and I was getting productive for a period of time. During this, the maintenance folk returned our couch which was lovely.
I began to lose my productivity and I restricted myself to no Facebook until I read the entire reading of Hegel. I got about 10 pages away from finishing when Tara called me and asked if I wanted to go out. As a reward to myself for finishing those lovely lab reports and instead of working on my aesthetics paper all night, which was my original plan, I decided to go out to Uni Bar with Tara and Tara. It was a good plan. We came, we saw, we conquered. We met an Aussie named Angus "who brings the beef" (to a BBQ last week, long story) who has EXCELLENT taste in music. Seriously though, we bonded over his iPod until my purse broke and I went home. I also found out that some of my lovely Australearner friends also enjoy The Postal Service as much as I do. This was great news.
Obligatory picture:
That's Angus, Lindsey, Janaki, Kathleen, and me on the end.
Oh, and when I got home, in my lovely stupor, I forced myself to read the ending of Hegel. I got three pages away from finishing before I quit, likely because of this little incident with my pen:
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| From Shots around Macquarie |
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| From Shots around Macquarie |
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| From Shots around Macquarie |
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| From Shots around Macquarie |
I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what the hell I was doing, but it was damn fun.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Every day it comes to this, catch the things you might have missed...
Song: "Catch the Sun" by Doves
April 2nd
Sweet Thursday. Optics class in the morning and then day to myself. Today I decided I was going to the place on the train map that sounded the silliest. The winner: Woy Woy, NSW.
I hopped a train with my backpack full of a large bottle of water and swim stuff and attempted to make my way there. I however had to stop for about 45 minutes in Berowra. Rather than sit and do nothing while waiting, I decided to explore Berowra. I have come to the conclusion that there is NOTHING to do in Berowra. I got a meat pie at a local bakery. I wanted Chicken Curry; they were out. I asked for a veggie pie, I got steak and mushroom. Whatever. As always, the meat pie was delicious and artery clogging.
I found a bathroom in this sketchy strip mall which was only sketchy because it looked so abandoned for 2pm on a Thursday. I went to investigate the quiche shop only to find they only sold whole quiches, which would have been a little strange to carry around all day.
Berowra, at its finest:
So many things wrong with this:
Finally, I caught the train to Woy Woy and arrived at Woy Woy station. I hadn't exactly planned what I wanted to do once I got there, so I attempted to find a map of where I was. I stumbled across their mall and went inside asking different retailers if they could point me toward a map or tourism center or something. I eventually was directed to the travel agency in the mall, where I found a woman who actually cared about helping me and printed me out a map of Woy Woy, Umina and Ettalong, all areas around where I was. I cannot thank her enough. She then told me to catch the bus from the station to Ettalong, where there was a beach and shops and such. I went back to the station and started my bus adventure.
I got on the bus with my handy dandy map and rode along, following the map to see where I was. I eventually got close to my destination, but assumed the bus might stop a little closer. I was so wrong. The bus kept going, and going, and it's next stop was across a river and past a mountain, and in my brain, I just kept whispering "shit, shit, shit, shit, shit" repeatedly to myself. I was kind of freaking out.
I asked a nice lady next to me how to get back to Ettalong and she looked at me worriedly and started to explain how to do it. We stopped the bus driver and she pointed me in the direction of the bus stand going toward Ettalong. She shouted at me "just flag down whatever bus stops there first." ok...
The view from the bus stop:
So I sat at the bus stop, waiting for any bus to come by, and the first one to do so was a school bus full of primary school students. The driver first tried to tell me that this wasn't a public bus, but I think he saw my general distress and terror at being lost and caved and let me on. Then I rode the school bus for the first time in probably five years.
When I got on, every single kid on the bus just stared at me for about 20 minutes until they forgot I existed and played like they were before. The school buses in Australia are just normal public transportation buses, except they hold children and act as a jungle gym on wheels. The seven year old boys in front of me were passing the time by playing with crumpled pieces of construction paper and trying to throw them out the window. I enjoyed watching them.
Eventually I got to the beach, by this time it was about 4pm, and most of the sun had set. I didn't care. Damnit, I got there and I was going to lay on the beach. I didn't really want to touch the water because it was pretty full of seaweed, but whatever. I enjoyed myself.
It started getting chilly, so I packed up and caught the bus back from Ettalong to Woy Woy station. I hopped on the train back and while I was waiting some rebellious kids were jamming to "A-Punk" by Vampire Weekend. I smiled.
Pretty sunset at the station:
I spent the train ride home listening to the soothing sounds of Robert Sinnerbrink's Wednesday Lecture (my aesthetics class) like I do every Thursday and read a little more of my Aesthetics material.
View from the train (Subtitle: "Experiments in Sepia"):
I thought my train was going to stop at Epping, where I could transfer back to Macquarie Uni, but this was untrue. The map just looks that way. I ended up riding all the way to Central in downtown Sydney. Blergh. I caught the yellow line train to Chatswood and made my way all the way around to Macquarie again. I took a very long round trip.
I got home later than I intended (**shakes fists at gods of public transportation**) but it didn't really matter. I didn't have anything to do the next day, so I called my friend Tara and inquired as to her plans for the evening when I got off at the station. We decided to go to Uni Bar for their bad taste party. I bought some $5 clothes at the Australian Wal-Mart (The Big W) and ran home to get clean and changed. The outfit was ridiculous. Here's me and Tara looking fine in our mismatched prints (me) and brown with black (Tara):
We had a blast there, which was surprising considering my last few times there weren't so fun. We met a bunch of people there, a few we already knew, and then a few we'd never met. One guy bought both Tara and me drinks which was pretty cool. I like freebies. He also then told us that his mother was psychic and that in Australia, plumbers make as much as doctors. I lost interest, but he seemed nice enough and Tara talked to him for awhile.
We ran into Greg, Janaki and Lindsey and a few others, and since I had been doing work for so long, it had been awhile since I'd seen them. It felt so good to get out and be social. Also, the bar there closes at some strange hour like 12:30am, or 11:30pm, either way, we left soon after that happened, which was probably a smooth move since I had class the next day. I came home, got changed and went to bed.
April 2nd
Sweet Thursday. Optics class in the morning and then day to myself. Today I decided I was going to the place on the train map that sounded the silliest. The winner: Woy Woy, NSW.
I hopped a train with my backpack full of a large bottle of water and swim stuff and attempted to make my way there. I however had to stop for about 45 minutes in Berowra. Rather than sit and do nothing while waiting, I decided to explore Berowra. I have come to the conclusion that there is NOTHING to do in Berowra. I got a meat pie at a local bakery. I wanted Chicken Curry; they were out. I asked for a veggie pie, I got steak and mushroom. Whatever. As always, the meat pie was delicious and artery clogging.
I found a bathroom in this sketchy strip mall which was only sketchy because it looked so abandoned for 2pm on a Thursday. I went to investigate the quiche shop only to find they only sold whole quiches, which would have been a little strange to carry around all day.
Berowra, at its finest:
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
So many things wrong with this:
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
Finally, I caught the train to Woy Woy and arrived at Woy Woy station. I hadn't exactly planned what I wanted to do once I got there, so I attempted to find a map of where I was. I stumbled across their mall and went inside asking different retailers if they could point me toward a map or tourism center or something. I eventually was directed to the travel agency in the mall, where I found a woman who actually cared about helping me and printed me out a map of Woy Woy, Umina and Ettalong, all areas around where I was. I cannot thank her enough. She then told me to catch the bus from the station to Ettalong, where there was a beach and shops and such. I went back to the station and started my bus adventure.
I got on the bus with my handy dandy map and rode along, following the map to see where I was. I eventually got close to my destination, but assumed the bus might stop a little closer. I was so wrong. The bus kept going, and going, and it's next stop was across a river and past a mountain, and in my brain, I just kept whispering "shit, shit, shit, shit, shit" repeatedly to myself. I was kind of freaking out.
I asked a nice lady next to me how to get back to Ettalong and she looked at me worriedly and started to explain how to do it. We stopped the bus driver and she pointed me in the direction of the bus stand going toward Ettalong. She shouted at me "just flag down whatever bus stops there first." ok...
The view from the bus stop:
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
So I sat at the bus stop, waiting for any bus to come by, and the first one to do so was a school bus full of primary school students. The driver first tried to tell me that this wasn't a public bus, but I think he saw my general distress and terror at being lost and caved and let me on. Then I rode the school bus for the first time in probably five years.
When I got on, every single kid on the bus just stared at me for about 20 minutes until they forgot I existed and played like they were before. The school buses in Australia are just normal public transportation buses, except they hold children and act as a jungle gym on wheels. The seven year old boys in front of me were passing the time by playing with crumpled pieces of construction paper and trying to throw them out the window. I enjoyed watching them.
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
Eventually I got to the beach, by this time it was about 4pm, and most of the sun had set. I didn't care. Damnit, I got there and I was going to lay on the beach. I didn't really want to touch the water because it was pretty full of seaweed, but whatever. I enjoyed myself.
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
It started getting chilly, so I packed up and caught the bus back from Ettalong to Woy Woy station. I hopped on the train back and while I was waiting some rebellious kids were jamming to "A-Punk" by Vampire Weekend. I smiled.
Pretty sunset at the station:
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
I spent the train ride home listening to the soothing sounds of Robert Sinnerbrink's Wednesday Lecture (my aesthetics class) like I do every Thursday and read a little more of my Aesthetics material.
View from the train (Subtitle: "Experiments in Sepia"):
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| From Woy Woy and Ettalong Beach Adventure |
I got home later than I intended (**shakes fists at gods of public transportation**) but it didn't really matter. I didn't have anything to do the next day, so I called my friend Tara and inquired as to her plans for the evening when I got off at the station. We decided to go to Uni Bar for their bad taste party. I bought some $5 clothes at the Australian Wal-Mart (The Big W) and ran home to get clean and changed. The outfit was ridiculous. Here's me and Tara looking fine in our mismatched prints (me) and brown with black (Tara):
We had a blast there, which was surprising considering my last few times there weren't so fun. We met a bunch of people there, a few we already knew, and then a few we'd never met. One guy bought both Tara and me drinks which was pretty cool. I like freebies. He also then told us that his mother was psychic and that in Australia, plumbers make as much as doctors. I lost interest, but he seemed nice enough and Tara talked to him for awhile.
We ran into Greg, Janaki and Lindsey and a few others, and since I had been doing work for so long, it had been awhile since I'd seen them. It felt so good to get out and be social. Also, the bar there closes at some strange hour like 12:30am, or 11:30pm, either way, we left soon after that happened, which was probably a smooth move since I had class the next day. I came home, got changed and went to bed.
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