I Promised A Story....
And I can't break a promise, so here I'm sitting, in pajamas, at 11AM, eating "breakfast" (read: Ferrero Rocher chocolates from my birthday and a half-flat can of Diet Coke I opened last night for dinner...yes, I'm a college student), and recounting the night Mel and I went to the Northcourt Social Club to watch her friend Petey play in his band.
Mel and I drove over to Libby's house, where Sade and Sam and she were putting makeup on and straightening their hair. We ordered two large pizzas filled with every kind of topping imaginable (Aussie, veggie, Hawaiian, and chicken), and devoured the entire thing in about 5 minutes flat when it arrived. Then the five of us piled in Mel's car and drove around long enough to find the Social Club, and we arrived just in time for it to start raining. I must interject that Melbourne rain isn't real rain. It's constipated rain. I guess it comes from being in a drought, but this rain is barely a Williamstown-drizzle, and all it's good for is making you very cold and have frizzball hair. Anyway, we walked in, handed the lady our tickets, got a monkey stamped on our wrists so we could wander the band room and the rest of the pub if we so desire, and went in and got drinks. The opening band was really good, and so were The Fakes. While they were playing, Mel, Petey's mom, and I were standing near the bar talking, and this random drunk older man was standing behind us. I thought it was strange that every time we'd move a few feet up the bar, he'd follow. Then, all of a sudden I saw out of the corner of my eye his pointer finger move slowly toward Mel's lower back. I grabbed her arm and pulled her forward so he wouldn't touch her, and the three of us sort of exchanged this-is-scary glances. We kept talking, but kept a sharper eye on this creepy guy, and sure enough he reached out and touched Mel again. She turned around and firmly but politely asked him to stop and move away (a reasonable request), and he began cursing at us, saying we were all filth, rubbish, other stronger names, and told us all to F-off. The three of us moved to the opposite side of the bar because he was clearly not moving, and sure enough, within five minutes he was standing in front of us again. He started talking again, and to make a long story short, Mel and I went to the bartender and asked him to get the bouncer to escort Mr. Drunk out. While we were talking to the barman, the old man tried to get away into the crowd, but he ended up coming back just as the bouncer came into the room, and luckily the bouncer pulled him aside and walked him out the door without a fuss. Don't get me wrong, the entire night minus these 15 minutes was really fun, but it was definitely a scary experience. Lesson learned: always have someone's large boyfriend hanging out with the group so we're not the only ones in a group of just girls.
YAY!
I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M EXHAUSTED! I can't believe I just took three exams in three days, all worth 60-70% of my final grade in those classes. I think everyone else won't believe that I didn't eat much or sleep hardly at all during those three days. So, in true Christina fashion, I am eating a prociutto sandwich (yes, I treated myself for a job well done....and I've had my eye on this sandwich since my first week in Melbourne and just haven't gotten around to getting one til now). And as soon as I put the final bite in my belly, I am going to have a long, glorious sleep. And by long, I mean until dinnertime. MORE FOOD! Sweet! Although it's college food, so maybe not so sweet. Last night was Shepherd's Pie, which I must say they did a pretty good job with this time. The mashed potatoes weren't flaky and hard! ::gasp of shock:: Can they outdo themselves tonight? Maybe we'll have a repeat of "Mexican lamb" (read: lamb chunks coated in chilli gravy). As long as it's not battered fish, I don't care what I put in my stomach tonight. Oh, or meatloaf. Or silverside. Okay those three are really gross, I swear. I think we should protest the battering of fish...after all, you can't batter your wives, children, or animals anymore, why should you be allowed to batter fish? They've got feelings too. Okay obviously I'm delirious from lack of food and sleep. So, off to bed I go (perfect sleep weather too-- rainy and freeeeeezing!). After dinner, Mel and I are going to watch her friend Petey play (he's in a band called The Fakes) and then maybe I'll report something interesting. Oh! here's one interesting fact: remember that information I posted about Antechinus? It was on the exam!!!! And the only reason I remembered all those facts about it and could write a whole essay on it was because I shared it with all you lovely folks. So thank you, I just got 15 points right! Nap time!!!
Shortest post ever.
Dangerous Earth is officially done with! And I think I did really well on this exam too! Yay for having lots of choices between essay questions! Tomorrow is biology of Australian flora and fauna. That is why this post is so short. I'm off to study; hopefully it'll pay off tomorrow morning! I will report back when I am free for summer (yes, summer) vacation (or should I say
holiday, to be Australian?).
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Environmental Psychology is officially over!!!
I studied hard all week last week. Well, a good portion of it, anyway. Okay a lot of it was a wasted week and it would've been more productive if I had had these exams last week, but I still put in a good effort if I do say so myself. On Saturday night a group of us all got dressed up nicely and went out for my birthday dinner. The group was: me, Mel, Boosh, Lara, Kate, Steve, Leona, Jacko, Al, Leachy, and Brucey. We went over to the Crown Casino Complex with the intent of going to Margos. Mel and I were a bit nervous about it though, because they told us on the phone that they don't take reservations, and we were a big group and Saturday night was their biggest night. We were right: they told us it would be a 2-3 hour wait. The rest of the group stayed around there while Mel, Leachy, and I walked around the rest of the complex in search of another good restaurant that wasn't rediculously priced. We ended up going to Sante, which is a buffet-style restaurant, and we only had to wait less than 30 minutes for a table. The food was very good, and the boys took full advantage of the fact that it was all-you-can-eat. After that we went to Max Brenner, where surprisingly we managed to not have to wait around for a table! We were all pretty full though, so most of us only ended up getting a hot chocolate or something like that. We got home around midnight. It was a pretty good birthday if I do say so myself, even though somehow the Happy Birthday song didn't make its usual appearance.
Yesterday I crammed as much environmental psychology into my skull as possible, and I'm hoping that it paid off today. My exam went pretty well-- I finished before they called 10 minutes left, even though there were 6 (short essay) questions and only 75 minutes to do them in. After all, it was open-note. When I came back, Adam Falloon was kind enough to make Mel and me a bacon, onion, and cheese omelette, which was rather yummy. Now we're waiting for Boosh to get back so we can go to lunch, after which I will be taking a short nap (hey I've been up since 6am, I think I deserve it) and then I'll be up forever trying to remember as much about natural disasters as I can for tomorrow's Dangerous Earth exam. Can't wait til it's all over on Wednesday afternoon!
