So I tried my first Australian party…not a fan. The music was pounding, I a million conversations going on at the same time, and beer. Australia seems to be a drinking culture. I’ve been here a week and it seems that there’s a party or people going out to drink every night. It may just be due to classes not starting yet, but I’ve talked to some of the locals and people go clubbing on a Tuesday (called cheap Tuesdays).
Call me a teetotaler, fuddy-duddy, lame; I don’t care. I don’t get it. I don’t care about it either way; it just tastes gross to me (drinking age is 18 here, calm down). Which is a good thing because alcohol is expensive over here. Ehh. I was more excited about seeing the wallaby walking back from the party (I can already hear the chorus of friends and family saying “you would be” :D ).
Today was full of meet and greet events. I finally met the Japanese language professor, who has been very nice about responding to my neurotic emails. Unfortunately I won’t be able to take the intermediate level because my coral reef ecology class practical is during one of the lectures. RAGE! I’ve made so many sacrifices for this class; took a 3 week summer stats class, constant emailing of professors to approve everything, reorganized my schedule, sacrificed my week long lecture break for research (which is in a beautiful remote location, which is cool, but its grating on my last nerves, plus the trip wasn’t mentioned in the course offer). I’m so drained from this class and I haven’t even started it! Enough about that, I found the shark section of the library! I checked out a huge textbook field guide to sharks of Australia; need to know who I’m looking at when I dive.
I’m gonna try to fall asleep now, there’s a party going on next door…ugh.
Aussie word of the day: Bubbler= water fountain
p.s.: next post is a surprise!
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