To Be Continued

wwwwwwwwwwwwwwow. i haven't posted in a while and a lot of of shizstuff has been a'happenin'. as you can visually see by the length of this post, i won't be contributing much today. today is harry potter day. i'm rereading all the harry potters to prepare myself for the release of the 7th hp book. i'm almost done with the second book. i might cheat and watch the 3rd movie instead of reading the 3rd book, but i'm definitely reading the 4th. it's my fave bona nave.

anyway, this holiday break was awesome. i spent a week in fiji, then i was in canberra for my birthday, then i spent a week in tasmania, and now it's the last day before the next semester begins.

i'll be posting summaries of my trips, i can't believe i haven't already, but frankly, i am just that lazy. but to keep you few readers who still come back and check my blog, i'll leave you with a few things i found out over the break

after steve irwin was killed by the sting ray, there was a backlash against all sting rays. apparently, like when americans after 9/11 set arab owned stores aflame, australians took out their anger and frustration on the innocent creatures that just happened to be genetically similar to the original culprit. sting rays were being caught and killed in the name of irwin. students would go to the beach, catch them a sting ray, then beat it up on shore to teach those good-for-nothing stingrays a lesson. while the rest of australia frankly didn't care irwin died, some actually thought it was funny. i don't think much of australia liked him... givin' australia a CRIKEY reputation

my friend G offered me a chocy biscy. after minutes of my laughter she handed me a chocolate biscuit.

if you want to buy someone a drink at a bar, like as a friend, they will 'shout' it for you. 'oh don't worry, i'll shout u' then they come back with a drink for me.

they call fanny packs bum bags.

while talking to G about lassie... me just barking and saying 'what was that girl? timmy fell down the well?' she was reminded about a show from her childhood: Skippy the Bush Kangaroo. they didn't have lassie, they had skippy. then she squeeked and said 'what was that skippy? sally's in trouble?'

the pick-up trucks here... the one they calls U's or utes... all look like el caminos. the lamest pick-up trucks i've ever seen.

i drove I's car again yesterday. i didn't kill anyone. i've yet to tackle a roundabout, but one day, one day.....

i also took I. to a vegetarian restaurant. it's where they have beef dishes, lamb, pork, chicken... but it's all tofu mushed with mushrooms and whatnot. it looks like beef, but it tastes cruelty-free. i was so proud I. was brave enough to eat there with me, but i don't think he'll be going back. i however, will be returning for the vegetarian hot and sour soup and their "beef" in bean sauce.

i really do have a lots of stories from fiji and tasmania. so please stay tuned. and it might take a bit, cause i was enjoying my break too much, i sorta forgot that i start school again tomorrow. i haven't bought my books, any school supplies, i'm not even sure where my classes are. and i may or may not have class tomorrow... it's hard to tell from my 'timetable' i was given. but don't worry, i'll sort it all out.... at least i didn't fail last semester :)

however, i did see wallabies, peacocks, multiple beaches, turned 24, got a fijian boyfriend (noooot really), called a chilean girl a whore, got a slight tan, read the worst book of all time "Prep", saw a man whose head was nibbled on by a tiger shark, saw a baby shark, went scuba diving, went on a ghost tour, saw dozens of little penguins... and much more