Actually, it's been very rare that I've been greeted in such stereotypical fashion. Australians, often in customer service, say instead, "How you going?" I don't know what this means exactly. How am I going to pay for this item? How am I doing? Or is it just a slightly more professional "whazz up?" It's hard to gauge but I've gotten used to it for the most part.
So, what's new with me? I have been submersed into the toils of school, homework and having no money to support my holiday habits. I've loosened my grip on the alcoholic beverage to embrace my library card and do what is expected of me here: study, write, study, write, break, study, write etc etc...
I may or may not have written this exact entry before but who was I kidding. It's nearly impossible to study or write essays when the sun is shining and nearly blinding me via reflection off my computer screen. If the weather is even protesting my studying, it's time to give up the books and just do what man was intended to do: play in the grass.
Actually, I haven't done much of that but I have a break coming up and I intend to get re-baptized into holiday mode.
Bryan will be here tomorrow. Currently, the poor guy is sitting on a plane (probably between the two stinkiest and/or obese people on the plane) half way between Los Angeles and Sydney. Words can't capture how excited I am to see my better half. Two months have really flown by quickly but trying to remember everything in that span is like an exercise in dizziness. From the variety of friends I've made to the things I've done in and around Newcastle-- it feels like a lifetime-- albeit a very short one-- but a well established life distinguished from the one I've got waiting at home. It will be nice to have a piece of me from home here in my Australian bubble of a life.
I think this yearning for that event to materialize really brought out the best of me last night. I was sitting around having some "goon" (poor man's version of wine) with my mates when I did the drunken "I love you guys" speech. They didn't seem to mind and I genuinely meant it but I'm sure they were thinking, "Ah man. There she goes. Oh no. There's a quiver in her voice. She's really done herself in now. Poor thing. She needs a hug." And I did get hugs! Note to all you poor saps out there in the future: act pathetic, you can usually get what you want. ...Oh, and don't worry about your pride-- pride is for suckers.
More to the point, I've made some incredible friends here and I will be sad to leave them when the time comes. I have very much relished friendship since moving here and I know it's only making me love the crap out of you all back home even more. You guys better be ready for some lovin' when I get back.
My next entry will hopefully cover a topic you're all more interested in: Melbourne! Sydney! Wine tours! Food! Music! Culture! Yipee!
Bryan and I are traveling to Melbourne after a few days of wandering around Sydney. I am very excited to see more of Australia and getting a better idea of what this country is all about. So far I've gathered that they really like their meat pies, rugby, fashion, beaches, surf boards, reckless driving, and goon. I'd say this is a pretty happy-go-lucky place and it's fine by me!
Hope all is well with you. Thanks for making it this far into my sappy entry.
'Til next,
Kenz
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