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

not as easy as it seems

it only took me 4 months and 13 days... but i finally saw a kangaroo! 2 in fact!

driving back from the mall... waiting at a light... there across the intersection... were 2 kangaroos munching away on some grass. just hanging out, watching all the cars go by.

finally.

I'll take that holiday now, please.

omg, i'm done with my first semester. all my laziness during the year pretty much caught up with me at finals time.. oh sorry... that's too american. they aren't 'finals' they are 'exams'.

BUT i took all my exams, handed in all my essays... and now i've been... sleeping.

i got an HD (high distinction... highest grade you can get.. aussies go crazy for HD's) on one of my exams that was 70% of my grade for that class (human skeletal) so it's pretty safe to say i got an HD in the class. so i might not be able to write a paper, but gosh darnit, i can memorize bones.

and... i smashed my australian phone. i dropped it. not even far. just from my waist... and it broke the screen. sooo... i can't read or write text messages... i can still talk on it tho. i'll be asking vodafone for a new one tomorrow... maybe i did get insurance? how can i remember that long ago. BUT the worst part is... that i write little notes on my phone when something strikes me as funny or australian (1 in the same really) so that i can open up the 'note' and read it when i write my blog. but folks... i can no longer read it. so the last few notes i typed up on my phone are gone. so.... i don't have much to say here.

my mother sent me a care package tho!
it included:
1. bday present from my sister. the best bday present. it's an autographed t-shirt from a grown-up childhood actor from our favorite childhood movie NEWSIES. i'm in love with it.
2. graham crackers. we're having s'mores tonite, kids!!!
3. giant plastic texas cups. where and when these were bought? no idea... mom. but they are huge. and i'll be drinking out of them tonite while eating my s'mores.
4. a monkey card.

my undergrad friends all still have exams. this is the last week for them tho. 2 friends, S and K leave this thursday when they finish, going back to melbourne. i can't believe they are leaving so soon for a month!

i leave for fiji this saturday! the weather is supposed to be in the 80's and sunny! even tho there is a coup on the other side of the island... tourists should be juuuuuust fine.

i think i'll have about 5-7 friends still around for my birthday in july. so perhaps some partying can go down... no fireworks tho :( ALTHOUGH the country did just celebrate the queen's birthday last week and there were 3 nites of fireworks. i was asked if we celebrated the queen's birthday in america... i didn't respond.

i told my friend i had to 'run errands' today
'air it?'
no... errands
what are you airing out?
umm.. ok.. i have to... go to different places and buy things.
ohh... you have things to do.

errands i guess is not a popular word around here.

and my friend I. let me drive his car the other day!! it was only like 2 blocks down the road... but it was soooo weird. making a left hand turn as if it was a right hand turn.... i can't believe i didn't kill us.

I. and i also watched Independence Day.... man, we americans love ourselves.
when Bill Pullman as acting president plans an attack on the aliens and sends out messages to the rest of the armies worldwide.. the british go "It's about bloody time".
also in Bill Pullman's final war speech he claims that Independence Day is no longer an american holiday, but now the day the whole world can celebrate its independence, I. laughed and laughed and laughed. he read a critique by a british writer claiming it was the most 'pompous egotistical soliloquy in film history'.
i had to keep reassuring I. that as americans today, we don't live and die by the script of Independence Day.

although, bruce willis is coming out with another die hard: Live Free or Die Hard... and i'm so excited, just because of the title.

i still haven't seen a kangaroo. my friends keep promising me we are going to go Roo Huntin'... but we just haven't gotten around to it yet. now that i have a month off from school tho, i'm taking no excuses.

that's pretty much it around here.

for today i am going to:
eat lunch
watch DOOL (days of our lives)
clean
work out
shower
maybe nap
make s'mores and celebrate the end of exams with my friends.

it's a hard life down under.

Good On Ya, Mate

so (mini) vans aren't really a popular car here.. and for the most party they aren't even called vans... they are called 'people movers'

ice cubes are ice blocks

'bolt' can mean heaps.. i mean lots. 'i've got bolt cash'. i think i'm gonna use this one

when you put on lots of layers and dress warmly... one might say you are 'rugged up'... as in wrapped in a rug

lately people have been moving rooms.. tired of their roommates or they want a single... but each time it's referred to as 'shifting'. ohhh! i get to shift today! ...my neighbor is shifting out!

when one does something smart or cool... it's 'good on ya, mate!'

and when niceities go beyond 'g'day'... EVERYONE says 'how ya going?'... slight variation from 'how ya doing'... but sounds weird to me

my friends have never heard of "tailgating". not as in trailing a car too closely, but as in 'pre-gaming for sports events (or concerts) by drinking and grilling out of the back of your car'. i miss tailgating. i miss american sports. i'm in withdrawl. i won't be able to watch the nfl... and i'm more upset about that than i thought i would be. BUT i just realized i think i'll be in america for the superbowl! i'll get back to y'all on that

soooooooo..... i have an essay due in 36 hours. have not started writing for it. i have read about 6 articles... usually i have around 20 works cited per paper... and i'm at 6. tomorrow S and i are spending the entire day in the city library. something to look forward to.

last nite... for some reason S and i stayed up until 8am. i slept today from 8-3pm.. and hopefully will be crashing soon. we went down to the common room to study (free internet down there!) and we ended up playing poker and pool all nite. then i walked to the gym with my new friend D at 6am... only to find that it was closed til 9 cause it was sunday. so we decided to put on another layer (rug up if you will) and take a walk around the city lake and watch the sunrise. he pointed out all the different kinds of birds around the lake. they don't have white swans, only black!! we walked for about an hour and we were maybe a third around the lake when we realized just how big the lake was. so we turned back and returned at 7:30 and had breakfast together. the lake and sunrise were beautiful. i want to make the lake walk a weekly thing but i doubt i'll ever be up at 6am again on a sunday.

so anyways, i have my paper to write tomorrow. then i'll have 2 days to write a second paper and study for my race and human genetics exam..... but that means
a) I AM FINISHED WITH 1 WHOLE CLASS. studying for human skeletal anatomy took 2 all nighters... but i think the worst i did on the test was a low B.... i guess we'll have to wait and see.
b) I WILL BE DONE WITH ALL MY CLASSES THIS FRIDAY! only one more week and i'll have a 6 week vacay where i hopefully will get to travel to all of: fiji, tasmania, melbourne, sydney, and adelaide.

i was watching House... an old episode.. and he explained what a Myoclonic Jerk is... where the respitory rate drops so the brain sends a pulse to a certain area of the body to 'jerk' it to make sure it is still alive. it usually happens when falling asleep. so at least i know i'm not seizuring at nite... my brain is just looking out for me

so not much to report. life is all in all the same old same old. my room is a disaster area, however i spent 20 minutes today cleaning my friends' living room. and i really got into it. i wanted to sweep, vacuum, wipe down all the tables, everything! but once i step into my room... i just want to lie on my bed and stare at the piles of clothes. why is that?

and have you ever had cream cheese in a sweet chili sauce?? S had it once.. and now i'm addicted. it's really good with ritz or water crackers.

did i tell y'all about the care package my dear mother sent me?? it had kool-aid and a nfl regulation football.

my friends can't get enough of the kool-aid. and i am now the BGOC (big girl on campus) for having an american football to throw around in the courtyard... watching the aussies throw it is hiliarous! they are all used to rugby tossing and aussie football throwing (where it's not really a throw... if you're right handed, you place the ball in your left hand down to your right side... and hit the back end of the ball with your right hand in a fist... like an underhanded volleyball serve... it's really weird).

in the next package there are gonna be graham crackers, so i can show these crazy kids what a real s'more is.

and omg... all i needed to buy the other day was a black cardigan and black strappy heels (we had a formal end of the year dinner) and it was soooo hard to find them! it's so expensive here. i just kept wishing i was back home... i'd go straight to DSW and then straight to target... then i'd be done. but nooo... i went to about 13 different stores... and spent way too much money on the shoes. the sweater was 27 bucks down from 65. 65 dollars on a department store sweater?? that's insane.

but the end of the year dinner was really fun! it was the whole dorm and we only had to walk a block to the banquet hall.. where we had drink vouchers, a dance floor, balloons, and a buffet! (even a vegetarian one!!). needless to say it was a good night for everyone. it was fun having everyone you know from the dorm in one setting.

and i'm getting really good at pool guys. just giving y'all a heads up!

well i'm rambling on now.. more than usual, so i'm off to sleep so i can wake up and write a 10 page paper!!

love and hugs to everyone!

Negative/Positive Reinforcement

this is why i'll never stop procrastinating... b/c i do well in the end. i got my human skeletal analysis paper on determing age and sex through different methods on bones of the body and his remarks are as followed:
"Good! (underlined) a well written, well researched paper, clearly structured, methodical and logical in its conclusions."
D+
(and i lied before. D doesn't stand for distinguished... it stands for distinction.) (so.. here, i'm hihgly distinct) (but i'm still distinguished... in my own grading system)

so apparently writing a paper in 8 hours is the way to go for me.

my new favorite work out song is: U + Ur hands by pink. We aren't here for your entertainment, fellas.

My friend, I, is on an intramural soccer team… two in fact. And he talks about all his soccer training. He means soccer practice. They call it training. Sounds like he’s suiting up for a war or something. But no, he’s just having soccer practice.

The other day I opened my blinds at 8am… and there was a huge red ball. Huge, outside my window, about 30 meters away… I don‘t know what that is in feet… it was like half a block away. But, oh wait, no, that’s not a huge ball. THAT’S A HOT AIR BALLOON. and this isn't the first time this has happened. i took pictures. y'all can check webshots for an update

Oh, and I had the best grocery shopping day ever the other day. I found jalapenos AND soy cheese. It was amazing. i made the best bean burritos.
i also made vegetarian tacos for S and B the other nite. and omg, they loved them. and B is a huuuuge meat eater. and he liked the fake mince meat i found. that's the other thing... they don't call it ground beef, it's 'mince'. well maybe we do that in america too, i just always called it ground beef.

in 2 weeks i'll have 2 tests and the week after i'll have 1 test and 2 papers.
the paper topics now are:
1) functional anatomy of vertical clinging and leaping primates. i guess i'll focus on the tarsiers??
2) the theory that the Y chromosome is disappearing and that within 10million years, it'll disappear completely. but i doubt humans will be around in 10 million years anyway... but, i thought it was pretty cool. our bodies might evolve and the sex triggers on the Y chromosome might fall onto another chromosome and we won't even know the difference. but i do get to write about 'gonads'.

so now i'm gonna have to lock myself up for hte next two weeks and do all the reading and preparation for said tests and papers.

BUT then i'll have a 5 week holiday!! part of which i'm going to fiji with some friends :) and i'm trying to plan a trip to visit my friend G at her home in tasmania.

it's weird because all of the exchange students leave in june. i couldn't imagine leaving here in 2 months.

S told me to stop 'bludging around'. apparently that means procrastinate. bludgers, bludges, all different forms.

another american from california told me he saw me walking home one day, very briskly and said i looked 'so american'. but it also could have been my bright yellow tote bag that has the outline of the state of texas on it. or maybe both the walking and the bag put together :)
and obviously most aussies don't even know it's texas. just like my texas flag.

for my friend's birthday, she's having an A-themed party. where you have to come dressed as something beginning with an A. i said i'd come as an american. or maybe i should go as the entire A-team.

i remember when my sister was studying in England she had her 21st birthday overseas. and i thought how sad, turning 21 isn't even a big deal there. but i was talking to this guy who was about to enjoy his own 21st, and he says it is in fact a highly celebrated birthday here. even though they earn no new rights with priviledges with turning 21, they still celebrate it wildly because americans do. say what??

i went to a dorm party the other evening. and i left after 10 mins. i felt like an old lady. 30 kids, in one room, smushed together with blaring music. you cant see or hear anyone. i had enough of that in undergrad. so i went to B's room and played poker all nite. much more to my liking :)

a 6 pack of sam adams here is A$27.

my friends made fun of me for shortening anthropology to anthro. omg, i don't understand it. it's ok for australian to shorten anything (in fact everything) but i can't. and anthro is a completely normal abbreviation!

i just learned, about 2 days ago, that instead of 9-1-1, they dial 0-0-0. that's probably something the school should tell international students.

no one knows what 'what's the 4-1-1?' means.

i know that there was so much more to include here.

my room is entirely messy. yeah, no one's surprised. i've gotten hooked on boston legal. and that takes precedent over dishes and making my bed.

i bought a box of kellogg's Sultana Bran. why don't they call them raisins? or a pepper a pepper? they say 'capsicum'.

i miss my car. i was going out driving with S and J in S's car when she ran upstairs to fetch something, leaving J and me alone. we were in the parking lot and i wanted to see how it felt to drive it. so i did. ahhh, it was freaky. i was only going about 2 mph and i was so nervous. and all i did was back it up. i don't think i could ever pass and get a liscence here. i would certainly kill 6 people the first day, nay, the first hour.

so nothing too crazy has happened in the last few weeks. i took a huge break from doing any sort of school work at all. i refused to open a book. i did attend classes, but nothing outside of those 9 class hours. i totally burnt myself out that one weekend with the paper and the presentation. and the past few weeks were awesome, stress free. but now it's all built up again.

and the weekends were weekends. we had a dorm building game torunament nite and i played in texas hold 'em. and i wasn't the first one out! and there were only 2 girls playing. i guess like 30 played and i was probably the 15th one out, or maybe it was earlier but still pretty good i say :)

the common room now has free wireless internet. no more charging for mb downloads!!

so all in all, things are going well. alright, i'm gonna go put up new pics on webshots before my add kicks in and i see something shiny.

When will I learn

so remember how i was boasting about never having school work? well it all just caught up with me. i haven't talked to many, well frankly, any of y'all for a week or so, due to me locking myself in the library for 3 days straight.

this is a little bit of what happened. i had a paper due monday and a presentation due wednesday. i was supposed to start both over the holiday, but did nothing for either.
then i get back and for the first week back, i did no school work. even with the ANZAC day holiday, i did no work that day. i was too busy being social, der. so then the weekend comes upon me. and i stay in (almost) every nite, with the plan of doing school work. and somehow i always got talked in to hanging out or going to a bar to watch a cricket world cup game to cheer on australia. the cricket game, mind you, started at 11:30 at nite, and the 'half-time' break was at 5:30am. that's when i went to bed. what a stupid game to last for so long. so now it's sunday, and i have yet to start my work. so my teacher, on our field trip on friday, said to me and a fellow post grad that we could hand out papers in tuesday morning, cause we had to write 1,000 more words than the undergrads. so i took that to heart and didn't do any work on sunday, because i knew i had all day monday. it's like, i can't do work unless it's absolutely necessary.
so now it's monday, and i have my friend take me to the national library and i'm there from 10:30 am til it closes at 9pm. and at this library, you can't check out books. you can only 'request' them online, and they are brought up from the basement, and then you can photo copy them if you like... it's a really weird system. so i sat there all day with my mozart, my computer, and 36 references and tried to write the paper. so i get back to my room and hang out with some friends for a bit, c'mon, i had literally just spent the entire day at the same desk, in the same corner of the library, writing, i was totally entitled to a break. and i took one. til midnight. then i wrote some more of my paper til 3am. then i took a nap, woke up at 5am. and finished writing my paper. i even did a proof reading. and i got it all done and handed in at 8:30 tuesday morning. but it's not over yet, now i have to start work on my presentation... the one on inbreeding.
so i come home and pass out at 10am, and wake up at 2pm. and look up some resources and then, somehow, wasted the entired afternoon, i think mainly watching scrubs. and once midnight rolls around, i realize my presenation is due in 12 hours. so i go to the common room and make myself comfortable, and i sat there until 8:30am wednesday, when i finally finished it. i was completely out of my mind by this point. but i got it done.
i even went to class at 10, 11, and gave my presenation at noon. and it went pretty well, but then my teacher asked me questions afterwards and my answers were so insane, i couldn't form a complete sentence.... but we'll see what grade he gives me, haha.
so when will i learn to not leave everything to the absolute last minute!!!!

so then wednesday i went home.. and i didn't have a lab that day! so i passed out at 2 and woke up at 7pm... not knowing what day it was or where i was. what a good sleep.
but then the wave of relief hit me as i then realized i don't have anything due for another month. yaya! i can have stress-free fun for a month!
so that's what i've been doing. i taught all my friends the drinking card game 'wheel of fortune', also known as king's cup, or circle of death. i have so much to teach the kids here.
i've also made time to watch legends of the fall, bridget jone's diary, truman show, and the first 6 episodes of 30 rock, while all my other friends are doing school work.

but today, i realized, i am really happy here. that could be the stress-free relief talking, but the past few days i've really felt like i've made some really good friends here, school is going well and is interesting (apparently inbreeding ain't all that bad), my mother's surgery was successful, the weather is beautiful, i've been working out, australian boys like my american accent, N from home sent me the best package ever. a shirt with a brontosaurus (well actually, an apatosaurus. brontosauruses don't exist anymore. ok, yeah, no dinosaurs exist anymore, but there was never such a thing as a brontosaurus. they were all apotosauruses.) on it that says 'NEVER FORGET' and an awesome cd, and i did laundry today! i love clean clothes. and i have a new shirt that says 'KISS ME I'M A TEXAN' with a four leaf clover on it. i'm wearing it right now.

so don't worry anyone, if you were, i'm loving it (but i do miss you all and feel bad i haven't talked to anyone in a while.)

now... some crazy australian things
i went to a bar: the Labour Club.... which has slot machines in the back, which they call Pokies.
at the same bar, my friend and i went to order a drink and he mumbled what i thought was 'shooshah uhvix' but he actually said 'schoon of vics' which is a schooner (a glass) of victoria's bitter (a beer). and the bartender understood him. i obviously did not.
they have a COPS show here where they boast about catching all the 'crims'. no one can say a complete word here.
BUT my friend was convinced she had pink eye last week. and called me saying she had conjuctivitis. and i took a beat, then go 'oh yeah, pink eye!' and then later that day she said conjuctivitis like 3 more times, and i kept thinking she was trying to be funny or clever calling it the technical name, instead of pink eye... but turns out, they don't say pink eye.... they say conjuctivitis. so the one think americans have nicknamed, they haven't.
today the dorm put out a notice complaining about the furniture missing form the 'break out area'. sounds like a rash. but apparently it's the little common areas at the end of the hallways where they put couches on each floor.

and that's about it friends!

oh, and i've started to say 'i reckon'. i feel like i should be wearing overalls when i say it though.

Snoop Doggy Daaaaawg

(just in case you haven't checked within the past day, there is another new post right before this one)

so get this, Australia is refusing Snoop Dog entrance into Australia. because he has too many criminal allegations. don't they know that's how australia started???

and i can't believe i forgot to mention TWO UP. the infamous ANZAC Day drinking game. apparently it started with the english and irish and even spread to eastern us states and across the country during the goldrush, but i guess it's long gone now from there cause i've never heard of it. but anway, apparently during WWI australian soldiers played it extensively. it's a gambling game. and it involves drinking. but due to the excessive drinking the game encourages it was recently made illegal EXCEPT for on anzac day. so bars host huge TWO UP tournaments. and this is the game:
you have a special flat stick or baton of some kind. you place 2 one dollar coins on the end and you toss them up in the air. and then the gambler says if they will both be heads, or tails, or says which coin will be which. and that's the game. or something of that sort. i think there are different versions, where it's kinda like roulette. but that's the game. and they show people playing on the news. and on tuesday nite when i first learned of the game (anzac day is wednesday) i said: let's play, show me! and they all got silent and said 'no, we can't, it's illegal' and i said, 'yeah, but we're in a dorm room, no one is gonna know we played in here' and they responded 'nah, we should wait for tomorrow' so that's one rule all aussies seem to follow.

so i went to sydney today.. on a bus... and it was very long. over 3 hours between here and there, each way obvy. but it wasn't bad. i printed out articles for the essay i have to write and tried to read them. also my postgrad friend G from tasmania came with me, so we chit chatted all day.

on the way there, the radio played some dixie chicks and the song 'kids in america'. i thought "strange"... for both songs.

and my sister should be proud, when people ask me why i'm a vegetarian (trying to be vegan) i give them small little informative lectures. and i really grossed out G today on the bus. whoo hoo! your meat includes fecal matter!!!!

the trash cans here are called 'rubbish bins' and have signs on them saying 'general rubbish'

we got the headset dealio that goes with the exhibit today. and during the speech on the cerebellum, i was informed that not only does it manage all movement and motor output that 'tells us how to walk' but also 'let's us tie the thoooooousands of knots in a persian rug'. what a strange example to give of motor skills.

so we pronounce trachea as 'TRAY key ah' on the headset they said 'tra KEY ah'. hmm.. see the difference?

so the exhibit was cool, but the one at home was sooo much better. this one, well they had the bodies and everything, but the whole set up was pretty cruddy. just kinda looked like a middle school science fair. as my professor said it was 'a bit pov'. i guess that's short for 'poverty-ish?' or G said it was 'dodge' for dodgy. anyway, they didn't have a horse or a camel, or any animals at all. and no pregnant lady, and no box to throw away your cigarettes into. but it was fine enough.

car crashes here are 'smashies'

i explained to G today what a chinese fire drill is. she thinks american kids are insane now

driving home we went through the new fancy sydney tunnel and before entering there is a sign posted 'NO DANGEROUS GOODS IN TUNNEL'. uhh...

and the crossword puzzles here suck. it's not like the ones that are good, where every letter is a part of two different words (you know, across and down). it'll have like POTTERY and only the P a T and the E will be connected to other words. that's not a challenge!

G said they prononce the card game UNO as Yuno. she says cause no one knows spanish over here

and i don't know how y'all pronounce Nestle... the chocolate people... but i say Ness-lee. they say Ness-Lay. i guess that's more frenchish. even though as a kid she pronounced it as the verb 'nessul'

anyway! i'm off to read more about measuring the proximal end of a tibia to determine sex in a skeleton. then to read about using the 1st and/or 4th rib as a determinate in age estimation on skeletons

love and hugs!!!