13.11.2009 - 18.11.2009
I'm much less motivated to blog then I was a month ago. My brain is frustrated and I have trouble finishing through processes. I want to do well on these exams. And by well, I mean pass.
Nothing much to report anywho as I've been inside studying most of the past week while the weather has been beautymous. I went to Anthony's on Friday night as usual and stayed til Tuesday. I find I study better at his house than anywhere on campus at Macquarie. The library is usually jammed with people who sit in the quiet section and chomp on nuts and apples and make out with their boy/girlfriend.
Saturday we took the ferry to the city and had a nice walk around town. After we took a sunset cruise on the ferry back to Manly and had a nice dinner date at Monger's. We met up with Anita and Andrew and hung out with Jamie, Holly, and Ben all before going home. Sunday morning we had another go at buying tickets for 2010 Olympics. The website randomly selects people from the queue to purchase tickets and before we got in, the tickets we wanted all sold out. Ooooo the frustration. Frustration on top of exhaustion. After a morning nap on the beach, we napped some more at home, and then by chance I found tickets to Men's Super G in Whistler! (It's the one where they zig zag between the flags while going a million miles an hour) So we are seeing one event for sure. We are banking on the assumption that more tickets will be released closer to February...hopefully we get into moguls, halfpipe, speed skating, and skeleton.
Monday night I met the girls from the village at Pancakes On The Rocks for a farewell dinner (11 of us). The first of us, Taryn, leaves Australia tomorrow. In August I was thinking this trip is going to take ages...and now I want what's remaining of it to pass in slow motion.
So the five days were pretty mellow...beaching, watching TV with the fam, studying, and wrestling matches. There's only two people I've been able to spend an extended amount of time with and not be driven driven mildly insane by their personality or little manerisms. Two people of no relation to me that is. Sara and Anthony. Just good times all around.
Monday night I was running down the stairs in their house while James Anthony and Steve were watching TV upstairs. As I was running down, a brown fuzzy spider the side of Ruth was running the opposite direction on the wall. I immediatly starting shouting "Oh my god! Oh my god!" and ran back upstairs. I grabbed Anthony and said "Go look at whats on the freaking wall!"...his dad called down to him "Wormie! What is it?"..."Ah, it's nothing, just a Hunstman". Wait, "just"? "JUST"? If I had held this spider in my hand, its leg span would have been bigger than my palm. And thats saying something. I thought it was a tarantula of some species. Anyway...I crept around the corners downstairs for the rest of the night, watchin my back at every turn. Oh by the way worm, worma, or wormie is Anthony's nickname from his family.
Tonight to celebrate Taryn's last night, her and I are baking a dutch apple pie. Good thing too because I need to give my pie crust recipe a test run so it's in prime condition for making pumpkin pie next week. Thanks for mailing the can of pumpkin Liz!
I get to see Mommy in just less than two weeks!