<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:54:20.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aussie Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-4030256824129768141</id><published>2008-03-30T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:53:55.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Caitlins Visit! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that is has been awhile since I have updated my blog, but with Caitlin visiting for 10 days and a stressful week of school, I haven't had time to update my blog until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin being here was awesome!  She arrived bright and early on Friday morning at 6:30 AM!  I couldn't sleep the night before because I was so excited for her to get here and I was also nervous that I was might oversleep and not hear my alarm.  I think I got maybe 2 hours of sleep but I wasn't tired in the morning because I was just so excited to see her... and perhaps I was running on adrenaline at that point.  Picking her up on the airport was surreal, it was strange having someone from home be in Australia with me but I loved it nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the ferry back to Manly and checked into her hotel room... which was interesting to say the least.  It was nice... just tiny.  But it had AC, an extremely comfortable bed, and a TV, 3 things which I lack at the castle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even though there were about 5 channels that worked, I wasn't complaining.  I haven't watched TV for so long.  But there were a few things about the hotel room that were strange.  For instance, there was a door handle on the outside bathroom door, but not on in the inside.  So you would basically have to swing the door to shut it.  Also, there were no electrical outlets in the bathroom, so when we would get ready to go out, we would have to plug the hair dryer into an electrical outlet in the kitchen (which was right outside the bathroom), have the bathroom door open and look at the mirror in the bathroom to get ready.  It was a strange layout to say the least.  However, she had an excellent location.  She was right near the Corso and the beach was right next to her hotel.  So, all in all, I think that the pros outweighed the cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Caitlin checked in, we headed out to get some brunch because we were STARVING.  We went to Inside Out, which has really great breakfast food.  Caitlin met my friend Jake at Inside Out, who was are server.  Jake happens to be from Michigan but is here in Australia for a few months working.  I believe Caitlin's favorite part about brunch was when we were paying for the bill... and she realized that they don't tip here in Australia.  She was a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After brunch, we went to go shopping to stock up on food &amp;amp; drinks for her to have in her room during her stay.  Naturally, our first stop was the liquor store.  You could say that we have our priorities straight.  Caitlin 21st birthday was on the day she left Australia but since you only have to be 18 to drink, it was her first experience to buy liquor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like a kid in a candy store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hefty selection of liquor and food, we headed back to her hotel to relax for a little bit.  The jet lag wasn't bad for Caitlin so we went out into Sydney her first night.  Me, Caitlin and some friends from school headed into the Kings Cross area, which is a great night life area.  We were meeting up with my friend Matt, who lives there.  We went to his apartment, which was awesome.  We went out into his backyard and drank for a while before we hit up the clubs.  Matt had some of his friends come over as well, so it was a great time to just chill out, relax and meet new people.  Luckily, Caitlin isn't shy and clicked with my friends immediately.  It was like she had been in Australia with me the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little bit, we went out to this trendy club in Kings Cross called YU.  A popular band called Potbellies was supposed to perform that night, but I still don't know if they ever did perform.  We were being told by different people what stage they were going to be at and the time they were going to be on stage kept getting delayed.  If they did, it must have been around 1:30 or 2:00 AM because they didn't play when we were there.  YU was fun, but it was SO CROWDED.  The club was really big, but everywhere you went, you had to push through people.  We stayed there for an hour or two, but at that point, I was done with drinking and was exhausted from not sleeping the night before.  We took a taxi back to Caitlin's hotel and we both passed out immediately.  Overall, I think Caitlin had a good first day in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day Caitlin was here we woke up and headed to the beach.  It was so nice out... we laid out there for a few hours and soaked in the rays. Afterwards, we went to her hotel to shower and get ready for the Jack Johnson concert!  The venue was outdoors and had lawn seating.  The Jack Johnson concert was phenomenal!!!  He was so good live and has great stage presence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward the concert, it wasn't too late so we headed over to the Steyne Bar to meet up with some friends.  Sean, Michelle, Caitlin and I headed out onto the dance floor for a little bit, which was TOO much fun.  Perhaps the best part of the bar was when Sean and Michelle dance to "The Way You Make Me Feel" by Michael Jackson.  They were phenomenal... I guess it is just one of those things that you have to see to understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was St. Patricks Day.  Australia celebrates this holiday, but I wouldn't say to the extent that America does.  We started off our day by lounging at the beach and then got ready to go out.  Caitlin and I met up with my friend Jake and his roommate at Kelly Bar.  As time went by, more people started showing up to celebrate St. Patricks Day.  It was fun but different... It felt strange celebrating St Patricks Day in Australia but we made the most of it and still had a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Caitlin, Kelly, Katie and I had tickets to see a comedy show at the Sydney Opera House.  The comedian was Wil Anderson, who is popular in Australia but I had never heard of him prior to booking the tickets.  Our seats were really good... and by good, I mean front row center!!  The opening act picked on us girls because we were from America.  It was all in good fun and he was really good!  He performs in Manly at a comedy show so I want to go see him again before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil Andersons show was good... but you kind of felt sorry for him during the show.  His entire show was based off of how he ended a 7 year relationship with a girl he thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with.  He talked about being 26 years old and newly single and how he was going to do things that his ex didn't like to do, talked about being single and dealing with his friends getting married, etc.  It was funny the entire way through, but you could tell that he was really struggling with the breakup.  All of us walked away from the show and thought that he was funny... but at the same time, we felt sorry for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, Caitlin and I had planned to go on a hot air balloon ride, which we were so excited for!!  Unfortunately, due to bad weather in the morning, the hot air balloon ride was cancelled.  The voucher is good for six months for you to use, but Caitlin was leaving in 2 days so we wanted to be reimbursed, especially since the tickets cost $300!!  I e-mailed the company and they told me that the vouchers are strictly non-refundable but they can be exchanged for other activities the company holds.  Two of my friends are interested in sky diving, so I am keeping my fingers crossed that I can pass off the vouchers onto them, or else I am down $300!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was our day trip to the Blue Mountains.  Knowing my luck, it was a rainy and foggy day!  We had to wake up early because we had to be in Sydney by 8:30 AM.  Perhaps one of the highlights of the day was taking the Jet Cat to Sydney.  The waves were big and Caitlin treated the ferry ride as if she were riding on a roller coaster.  It was hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we loaded the bus, our first stop was going to a zoo.  It was so much fun!  We were able to pet koalas and have our picture taken with them.  In an open area of the zoo, there were kangaroos hoping around all over the place.  You could give them food and they would eat out of your hand!! They were soooo cute!!  I guess it is funny for Australians to see people making a big deal out of Kangaroos because they are overpopulated and have actually become a problem.  For us, it would be like tourists making a big deal over seeing a deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day at the Blue Mountains was just sad.  Of all days to go, it was so foggy out that you couldn't see anything.  We spent a considerable amount of time in the gift shop just to waste the time before the bus took us back to Sydney.  I think my friends and I are going to hop onto a train one weekend to actually see the Blue Mountains again because it is something that I should not pass up while I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Caitlin and I celebrated Easter.  Caitlin went to Church in the morning while I went to Church in the evening.  But the afternoon was spent by lounging out  on the beach and having Caitlin soak up her last rays (It was her last day!!) For Easter, I gave up chocolate so it was amazing to finally eat chocolate again!  You never realize that EVERYTHING contains chocolate in it until you can't have it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, Sam Caitlin and I went to Ribs and Racks to have dinner, which was yummy!  Caitlin turned 21 the next day, but since she was leaving, we decided to celebrate a little bit early!  It was a fun night but it ended early because lots of people didn't go out because school has been hectic for everyone lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin left early Monday morning.  I can't believe that she has already been here.  Time went by so quick.  Overall, I had such a great time with her and her trip confirmed that we will always be the "better best friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my quick review of Caitlins trip... sorry for the lapse of time of posting a blog but I will give you a blog later about my AWESOME weekend SOON!!! Love you all!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-4030256824129768141?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4030256824129768141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=4030256824129768141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4030256824129768141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4030256824129768141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-about-caitlins-visit.html' title='All About Caitlins Visit! :-)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-4777363284949338479</id><published>2008-03-12T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:44:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caitlins Making Her Way Down Under!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last blog I wrote about how excited I was for the surfing trip so I guess its best that I start off talking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Friday night and headed about 3 hours south to a town called Ulladulla.  This trip was sponsored through the school, so I had no idea where we were staying.  Honestly, I wasnt expecting much.  Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw my living quarters for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a group of 13 or so students, but my 2 of my friends and I lucked out to have a CABIN to ourselves.  Since we live in a castle, we dont really get the feeling of living in a home, which is something we all miss.  But the cabin we stayed in was everything we could ask for and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a full kitchen with a refrigerator and the freezer had an ice tray!! (In Australia, they dont put ice in your drinks)   It really doesnt take much to make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabin also came with a couch and heres the best part, where you could lay down and watch TV!!!!!!!!!!!!   I havent watched TV for over a month and I feel like I am cut off and excluded from the world.  I pretty much live in a little bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bedroom which contained a queen sized bed with a bureau and another room that contained 3 bunk beds and a closet.  The bathroom was in really good condition as well.  There was a front porch that you could sit down and look out onto the ocean.  It was our little home  for the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had arrived at night on Friday, so it was too late to go surfing.   The group of us got together, ate pizza, drank beers and enjoyed the fact that we were out of Manly and seeing another part of Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we woke up early and headed out to the beach to surf!  I dont know if I have mentioned this before, but this trip was meant for experienced surfers since the waves were big and challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one on the trip who has never surfed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this going into it, but I figured everyone has to start somewhere and I also viewed it as an opportunity to see another part of Australia.  Now Im not going to lie, I got my ass kicked but, I HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFE!! The waves were huge!  It was a struggle merely paddling out into the ocean getting past the waves but I managed to get out there.  I was told that was good in itself because some people had trouble and couldnt get past the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves were so strong that they easily pushed you when you were on your board. I had to get the timing down when to jump up onto the board, but after a few times, I got the hang of it.  I would manage to get up but balancing on the board was hard!  I would be  up and then fall down after a few seconds.  It was difficult and challenging but I loved it nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we checked out of Ulladulla and went about a hour north to Green Island.  Hard to believe, but Green Island was just as breathtaking as Ulladulla.  It was a beautiful day without a cloud in the sky, white sand and the water was so clear that you could see through it.  Green Island and Ulladulla are not popular tourist attractions, so it was unbelievable to be at such beautiful beaches that were nearly secluded from everything.  Australia truly is the most beautiful place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week of school I have actually been busy with school work.  I just finished a 9-page paper about Oktoberfest.  The formating and layout of papers here is different than what I am used to back home which made it more difficult but I am glad that the paper is over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin is currently flying over the Pacific Ocean to visit ME for 10 days!!!  I am so excited to have her here!  I have planned a bunch of stuff for us to do when she gets here.  If she is not too jet lagged, I want to take her out to Kings Cross in Sydney, which is a really popular spot for night life in Sydney.  Saturday we are going to the Jack Johnson concert, Monday is St. Patrick's Day, Tuesday we are going to the Sydney Opera House, Friday we are going on a hot air balloon ride, Saturday is a trip to the Blue Mountains and on Sunday, we are celebrating her 21st birthday.  Ahhh.... I can't wait!  :)  I haven't necessarily been homesick, but I have missed friends and family from back home, and I can't wait to have her here with me to share this experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well back home.  I miss everyone greatly... Talk to you soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-4777363284949338479?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4777363284949338479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=4777363284949338479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4777363284949338479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4777363284949338479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/03/caitlins-making-her-way-down-under.html' title='Caitlins Making Her Way Down Under!!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-8530663113938541502</id><published>2008-03-05T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:05:28.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfs Up!</title><content type='html'>G’day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is Thursday and I have almost made it through the school week!  I am so excited for tomorrow because after class, I leave to go on my surfing trip.  We are traveling about 3 hours south to some of the best surfing spots in Australia… I just hope to come back with all my limbs!  I am so excited for this trip… Surfing is one of the things I wanted to learn while I am here and I can’t think of anything better than spending an entire weekend dedicated to polishing and refining my surfing skills!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going alright. I learned the technique silver service, which isn’t hard once you learn how to do it. The concepts I am learning aren’t hard or mind- stimulating but they spend WAY too much time going over everything.  I wish they didn’t take attendance because I would never go to class and turn in my projects and papers when they are due, and I would still pass without difficulty.  But since that it not an option, I print out Sudoku puzzles in the computer lab before class to pass the time.  I have done so many puzzles that I have surpassed the easy level and am now working on medium level puzzles.  God knows where my Sudoku skills will be by the end of the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that Americans have the reputation for being loud and rude, but when it comes etiquette in the classroom, that is hardly the case.  In my classes, there are people from all over the world and surprisingly, it is the Australian students who show no respect for their teachers.  In every class I have, they are constantly talking when the teaching is talking.  And it just isn’t my class, all of my friend’s have said the same thing about Australian students.  It get so irritating that they are NEVER QUITE.  This girl in my class when up to one of my professors and told him that this boy is never quiet and she can’t concentrate on what he is saying in class because he never shuts up.  She said that the Australian boy is being disrespectful to him (the professor) and if he doesn’t do anything about it, then she will.  We were all proud of her because someone needed to say it for the benefit of the rest of the class.  I can’t understand why Australians are so disrespectful to teachers in the classroom.  It’s like they were never taught that when the professor is teaching, you are quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another downside to my classes is that since they are all 100 level, I am with students who have just started their first term of college, aka 18 year olds.  In my EVT 110 class it is the worse, I think I may have to start taking headache medicine before I go to class because I always have a headache while leaving that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, in that class, our professor asked us how Mardi Gras was, and everyone responded “Awesome!”  “Great!”, etc… except for the Australian girls.  One girl said “Gay Lesbian Mardi Gras is only fun if you are underage” I rolled my eyes and asked her if she was too cool for Mardi Gras now that she can legally drink (You only need to be 18 to drink in Australia).  She glared at me for an instant and then turned to her friend to talk about how drunk she got over the weekend.  We did another activity in class where we partnered up. One person was a car dealer and another person was the buyer.  We had to tell the class what price we settled on and a girl said she settled on only $1000 but promised to give sexual favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just two examples of stupid things that the younger students do ALL THE TIME.  This class lasts two hours, twice a week. I feel like I am back in middle school, that’s how immature they are.  It is the longest two hours of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I shouldn’t be complaining.  I am in Australia and I do love it here… it’s just the people in my classes could be better.  Life is good and I should just be grateful that I am here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to eat some dinner and then begin a paper.  Yuck.  Can’t wait to tell everyone about my surfing trip! I'll write in a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Aussie Lingo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syllabus = Scheme of work&lt;br /&gt;Downtown = CBD (Central Business District)&lt;br /&gt;Elevator = Lift&lt;br /&gt;Portapotty = Portaloo&lt;br /&gt;Cell Phone = Mobile&lt;br /&gt;Quick = Wiki&lt;br /&gt;Sweater = Jumper&lt;br /&gt;Swim Suit = Swimmies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-8530663113938541502?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8530663113938541502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=8530663113938541502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/8530663113938541502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/8530663113938541502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/03/surfs-up.html' title='Surfs Up!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-2427397304620781682</id><published>2008-03-01T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:10:02.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MARDI GRAS!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello from Down Under!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has just been amazing. I have grown to love Australia more and more every day. I have formed close friends whom I am sharing this experience with and can't wait to come home to tELL everyone my stories and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here changes from day to day. You never know what to expect. On Wednesday and Thursday it was raining all day! In the mornings, it is usually cloudy, but by 12, the sun comes out and it gets hot outside. Yet, at night, if you are by the beach, it starts to get a little bit chilly and you will usually have to wear a sweater. I have been told by many Aussies that this is strange weather to be having in Australia at this time of the year. They said that it is cold by their standards and that summer "never came". This is when I respond to how the weather is like where I am from and am just grateful that I am not freezing with snow up to my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an earlier post, I said that most of my classes are project based. You work on them throughout the term and they are due towards the end of the semester. Well, being the good student that I am, I have been working on multiple projects little by little, so I wouldn't be stressed out a few days before the project was due. When I would save my work, I would save it under the file "My Documents". This past Friday, I was trying to bring up a project I was working on and I couldn't the file anywhere. Turn out to find that you need to save all of your work on an H drive that they have on the computers on my campus. If you save it under "My Documents", once you log off, all of your work is erased. All of the work I have done thus far...GONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the kicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday mornings at 8 am, I have my Venue Management class with my dear friend Sean. Anyhoo, Sean tells me that him and Erica bought tickets the night before to see Kathy Griffin in a comedy show later on that night. I love Kathy Griffin! I think that she is hilarious and I habitually watch her show, "My Life on the D List". I was surprised when I found this out because I had no idea that she was in Sydney. When on our break from class, Sean and I go up to the computer lab to see if there are still tickets left, which there was, but it was up on the balcony and him and Erica had floor seats. Sean felt so bad that he said that he would sit by himself and that me and Erica could sit together, but I said that he didn't have to do that. My friend Dana likes her too so I wanted to ask if first if she wanted to go before I bought the tickets anyways. Well, between looking up tickets and talking to Dana, this is when I realize that I have lost all of my work because I didn't save it to my H drive. I ended up not going to the show because 1)Dana couldn't go 2) I didn't want Sean to sit by himself 3)Cost $70 &lt;strong&gt;4)I now had to make up a shit ton of work.&lt;/strong&gt; Basically, that was the major factor for me not to go because I would have sat by myself because I love Kathy that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next day I talk to Sean and Erica and find out, not suprisingly, that the show was phenomenal and she was hilarious. Then Erica turns over to Sean and is like... "I don't know if we should tell her" Turns out, one row behind Sean and Erica is LANCE BASS FROM NSYNC AND HIS BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!! While Kathy Griffin was in Australia, she was filming for her show and she made a reference to Lance being in the audience and they were filming him directly. Once the show was over, Lance and his boyfriend made a run for it so he wouldn't be hounded by fans for autographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that? So not only did I miss Kathy Griffin, I missed a chance to meet Lance as well. Instead, I spent the night working on a project that I had already done. Just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the better part of me weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I try to describe how amazing the festival was, words will not do it justice. We took the 12:45 ferry to Circular Quey in Sydney. Once we got off the ferry, we took the train to Central Station, which is when we realized we took the wrong stop and walked much further than we needed to. It didn't bother us too much because we had time to spare and we wanted to enjoy the nice weather and take in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival is held on Oxford Street every year and I was lucky to attend the 30th Anniversary! As we entered Oxford Street in the early afternoon, people were already sitting along the streets, guarding their spots for the parade which began at 7:45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the least, yesterday was unlike anything I have ever experienced. The streets weren't too crowded in the early afternoon, but you could still see the occassional drag queen walking down the street. Gay and lesbian couples walked up and down the street, showing affection towards each other and no one stared or made a deal about it whatsoever. It was extremely refreshing to see a culture value each other for who they are, unlike America, who discrimates them for their differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked down Oxford Street, we passed a bar called "The Columbian Hotel." It has glass windows in the front looking out onto Oxford Street which were opened up crowded with people, waving their arms telling us to come in! It looked like it had a fun atmosphere so it didn't take much convincing for us to grab a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bar, they had videos up all over the place playing the "Top Gayest Songs." Everyone was dancing to songs like "Spice up your Life" by Spice Girls; "Like a Virgin"; Britney Spears songs, etc! Everyone was having a great time and dancing! One of the bartenders was dressed up as a drag queen and another male bartender was wearing a female cop outfit. It was great. Everyone got into the festivities, regardless of ones sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or two at the bar, we decided to head back up closer to where our friends were on Oxford St. waiting for the parade to start. They had staked out our spots since 2 in the afternoon! By the time we got there, we had about 20 of our friends from ICMS there. We waited about two hours for the parade to start, but decided to pass the time by singing random songs at the top of our lungs. Although, I do have to say, the crowd like it. We were getting requests from people in the parade. Somebody wanted us to sing Pink... I can't explain that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, once the parade began, it was well worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about a two hour long parade, which was longer than what I had thought. But I enjoyed every minute of it. I was surprised that there were floats from various Churches, such as the Catholic Church and men and women were carrying signs saying "Would God Discriminate?" On top of the float they make it look like the Vatican with a man pretending to be the pope. Controversial, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the parade, there was a man who held up a sign saying: "This parade is SOO Gay!" I got a good chuckle out of that one. I took the video camera with me and taped parts of the parade and have plenty of pictures displaying the floats! I can't wait to show you all what it was like, you just have to see it to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you will also never believe who was walking down in the parade... KATHY GRIFFIN!! So even if I didn't see her show, at least I saw her up close and personal! Her camera crew came right up to my group of friends and started filming us as she passed. I hope that we get onto the show... That would be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade was over, we went to a bar called "Side Bar". A professor at my school was DJing there... yes, I said professor. He calls himself "DJ SNOWY!" When we got there, DJ Snowy was playing the jams! It was awesome to see my professor there. He got into the celebration of the parade too by wearing a tight flamboyantly pink t-shirt that had "GAY" written over it. We didn't stay there for too long because we wanted to catch the last ferry back to Manly. But overall, the day was phenomenal and I will remember it for the rest of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today (Sunday) has been mostly a lazy day. A lot of people have just been recooperating after the parade. My friends and I had planned on being beach bums all day, but when we woke up, it was cloudy. The weather changes quickly here and it turned to be nice and sunny out but Michelle, Dana and I decided to go to a cricket game instead. When we went to Lachlan's birthday party, we met some Aussie boys who play cricket and invited us to see them play. I have seen cricket on TV but haven't had the chance to attend the game and really wanted to go! So I met Michelle and Dana down by the Corso to have lunch and then we were supposed to take the bus over to the cricket match. The game was to go from 1-6. We didn't want to be there for 5 hours so we thought we would go later. Well, we didn't plan it out accordingly and we realized by the time we got there, with the communte of taking the bus and train, we would see only about 1/2 hour of the game, tops. Luckily, Paige and Christian had made it into the finals so they said that we could visit one of those games instead. I liked Cricket when I saw it on TV but would you believe me if told you that players take a tea breaks during the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Cricket takes forever. They are munching on crumpets and drinking tea, chatting about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I have procrastinated all day and am off to do redo the work I have already done for my project :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all! Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-2427397304620781682?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2427397304620781682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=2427397304620781682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/2427397304620781682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/2427397304620781682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-mardi-gras.html' title='I LOVE MARDI GRAS!!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-1458157932486347582</id><published>2008-02-24T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:16:33.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;G’day Mates!!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; So it is the end of week 3 and I have finished my second week of class.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Classes have been going okay, but they have been really hard to get through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In class, I try to avoid sitting by the window because you get easily distracted looking out at the Pacific Ocean and all you can think about is how much longer until you get out of class so you can enjoy the beautiful weather.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; On Wednesday, some girls and I went to our favorite spot in Manly, Insitu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On Wednesdays, they usually have Happy Hour all day, but when we arrived, we noticed that it was closed from 5 – 9 for a private function.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we decided to kill time and walk over to Shark Bar for a drink.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Much to our surprise, we found out that the lower level was about to start up a game of Bingo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all decided to play, but noticed that Australians play Bingo much differently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They give you a piece of paper containing 3 boxes, each box containing 30 boxes within each larger box.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The 3 boxes have numbers in each of them, located sporadically while the empty boxes are free spaces.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the guy calls out numbers, the first person to have 1 of their 3 boxes full wins the game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friend Samantha won and what was her prize?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A package containing 6 sausages and 6 pieces of beef.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Australia is a pleasant country, yet a strange one as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; After our Bingo experience, we headed over to Insitu for a little bit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We partook in their Happy Hour and ordered potato wedges.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is common to find potato wedges on an Australian menu and it is not hard to see why because they are simply delicious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the side, they bring you sweet chili sauce and sour cream.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their sour cream is different here… they whip it, making in lighter and fluffier.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Potato wedges + sour cream + sweet chili sauce = DELICIOUSNESS&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Anyhoo, after Insitu we headed over to a bar called Stain. Every Wednesday nights it is Karaoke night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have heard other students telling me about it but I have never been there before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we headed in, I was surprised by how crowded it became for Karaoke.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had imagined a few tables around the stage listening to people sing, but it was so crowded that you could barely move.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; We found some of our friends and were enjoying the night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I start talking to Chad and he told me that he is going to be singing “Bohemian Rhapsody” from Queen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told him that I love that song, which is when he replies, “Do you want to sing it with us?” Not giving it a moments thought, I respond with “Of course!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is when I find out that one of the guys had backed out and they need someone to sing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now let me state, I have never done Karaoke before in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I saw how crowded it was, I began to second guess my decision but decided that it was too late to back down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About twenty minutes later, I find up that we are about to be on stage. It was Chad, Adriel, Chris and I.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As our names were called to come up on stage I started to wonder what I was getting myself into to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, once we began to sing, all nerves went away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were at least 40 ICMS students there cheering us on and singing along.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got REALLY into the song and we managed to get the crowd into it as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was awesome having everyone cheer us on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Overall, it was a great night.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; On Friday night was the Backstreet Boys concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me give you a little bit of information regarding my adolescence.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I was &lt;i&gt;that girl&lt;/i&gt; who had her bedroom wall covered with BSB posters that you could get from the teeny bopper magazines.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Therefore, I was highly anticipating this concert and couldn’t wait for it to start! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had made a sign saying “Flew 2 days, 27 hours from the USA to see BSB in concert!” So… we may have told a little white lie but we wanted to get backstage.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The concert started at 7:30 and we made it to the Acer Arena by 7:00.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Quick fact: The Acer Arena was built in Olympic Park when Sydney was nominated to host the Olympics in 2000). We wanted to get there earlier and tail gate all day because 3 of us had class until 4:30, and then we had to take a ferry and take 2 trains to get to the venue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The venue was crowded by the time we arrived and we were waving our sign above our heads. I noticed that there were no longer any young girls crowding the stage, but women around my age and up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a strange sight to see and I felt old.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I went up to numerous security guards asking them if they could get us backstage, but everyone I talked to didn’t have the authority to do so.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked them if they could get somebody who could… but they basically laughed in my face. But what they didn’t understand was that although we wanted to meet the BSB… they would want to meet us too!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I know my BSB like I know I do, they love their fans and if they knew we “flew across the world to see them in concert” they would want to meet us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They just didn’t know about us yet. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But… no such luck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; So we end up going to find our seats and as we sit down, we notice that we are located on the side of the stage so we are not even able to see the screen!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At concerts in the US, if you have bad seats, you can sometimes pay extra money to upgrade your seats.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we talked to a woman and she said that our best option was go back to the ticket window outside the venue and ask if they had any tickets available for upgrade.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Much to our dismay, they said that the only tickets available were the ones around where we were seated. So we went back to our seats and tried to make the best out of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t going to let my seating ruin my BSB experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;5 minutes later, I feel a tap on my shoulder and it was the woman I had talked to earlier.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She motioned for my friends and I to gather up our stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we were quickly following her around the arena, she said that she had found some empty seating that nobody has sat at yet, but if they were to come to the seats, we had to return to where we were originally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We told her that was fine and just greatly appreciate her for doing this for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we arrived to our new seating area and it was excellent!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That woman had hooked it up for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were much closer and had an excellent view.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was so nice of her to remember us and help us out.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; They started off the concert with “Larger than Life” and “Everyone” which are songs to their fans stating how much they appreciate their fans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were going nuts and dancing throughout the entire show.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were absolutely amazing in concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They played all of their hits and their new songs as well!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;AND they each sang a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;solo song as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never thought I would say this but Howie D got goooood looking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you don’t believe me, GOOGLE it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They ended the show with “Shape of My Heart”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That concert was pure bliss from the beginning to the end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was definitely the best pop concert I have ever been to.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Anyways, that it all I will write for now but I will try to write again as soon as possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-1458157932486347582?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1458157932486347582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=1458157932486347582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1458157932486347582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1458157932486347582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-1149338298065538702</id><published>2008-02-19T01:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:30:26.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2TwUBnCaZk/R7qvl2Ld2oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YSXb19l3YrQ/s1600-h/n22414798_35832084_1917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2TwUBnCaZk/R7qri2Ld2kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GBGMmI4VRPQ/s320/DSCF0976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168632137508575810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2TwUBnCaZk/R7qpnWLd2jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iLbL6PP7wvA/s1600-h/DSCF0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2TwUBnCaZk/R7qpnWLd2jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iLbL6PP7wvA/s320/DSCF0968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168630015794731570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-1149338298065538702?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1149338298065538702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=1149338298065538702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1149338298065538702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1149338298065538702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time!!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2TwUBnCaZk/R7qvl2Ld2oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YSXb19l3YrQ/s72-c/n22414798_35832084_1917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-240279386438246483</id><published>2008-02-19T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:29:39.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So here's whats going on with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Monday’s I only have one class at 2:30 in the afternoon, which was nice because one would think that you could sleep in.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh no, not here in Australia.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because in Australia, they have a bird called a Cookaburra.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Cookaburra bird is the never failing wake up call for all ICMS students.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It emits a loud high-pitched piercing sound over and over again.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have placed my fan right next to my bed so hopefully it will help drown out the noise of those damn birds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My venue operations class today was, to put it lightly, boring and tedious.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We were taught what to look for when you are in charge of picking a venue for an event.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is when we were learned to use our five senses, were explained what our five senses are, and then went tediously through each one to show us how we can use our senses to choose an appropriate venue. I understand that I am taking a 100 level class and it is the second week of class, but really, give me a break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now let me state that I love living in Australia, but for the business school I am attending, ICMS is extremely unorganized and is not run properly.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I am going to go off on a little rant:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were led to believe that we had unlimited Internet during our stay here.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What led us to believe this was that they literally put on ICMS advertisements: “Unlimited access to Internet.”&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, much to our dismay, we learned that we have a $40 credit of Internet per month.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you go over $40, then you have to pay money to the school to access the Internet.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Their reason for putting up a restriction is because they don’t want students clogging up the Internet by going on Facebook, MySpace, or YouTube.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That is why no one has seen pictures from Australia yet because it takes up a lot of credit to download pictures.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For instance, if you want to merely 5 pictures, it would take over 20 minutes to download those pictures.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Skype also takes up a lot of credit, but that is everyone’s main communication towards home to talk to family and friends.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why would they want to take that away from us when we are so far away?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So Katie, Michelle and I felt it necessary to talk to someone about this.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We brought forth the paper that said that we were able to have unlimited access to the Internet.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When presented with the paper, they responded that you have access to the Internet at all times, which basically means you can go into the computer lab whenever you want and went further on to tell us we were informed of limited Internet when we were sent out papers informing us about ICMS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I told them that it was false advertisement to put a statement saying “unlimited access” because no one in the right mind would think of it as accessing a computer lab 24/7.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AND we weren’t even informed about the limited internet until after we had been accepted into the college.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After much complaining, we were able to receive an extra $20 credit that we can use if we run low any month.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess that it is better than nothing but I have never heard of a university limiting the amount of time you are able to use the Internet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On a happier note, the day took a turn for the better when I was informed that I had a package.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I went down to receive it and noticed that it was from my brother.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I opened the package to find myself with a video camcorder!!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have the best brother ever!!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It made me so happy, I can’t wait to record things happening in Australia and show everyone from back home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s about all for now… 3 more days until BSB concert!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-240279386438246483?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/240279386438246483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=240279386438246483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/240279386438246483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/240279386438246483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-heres-whats-going-on-with-me.html' title='So here&apos;s whats going on with me...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-604411754661212971</id><published>2008-02-17T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:31:34.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After having an extended winter break (two months) and spending a week in Australia, I am back to class, Monday – Friday.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My schedule isn’t that bad, with the exception of an 8 am class on Friday.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I figure I would rather be in class with warm weather than freezing my butt off of Michigan.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The only downside to that is that when I am in class, I have a view of the ocean and it just makes me want to be outside enjoying the beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think I am going to enjoy the classes I am in for this semester.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have Events Operations &amp;amp; Logistics, Business Communication, Introduction to the Event Industry and Venue Hospitality Operations.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I like all of my professors, which is always good.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They seem fun and enthusiastic about the event industry.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At ICMS, they don’t really assign homework or exams here, it just seems like it is a bunch of projects in every class and then a final exam at the very end.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So if I manage my time well, I don’t see this semester being too difficult.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For instance, for one of my classes, I have a project when I need to source a venue in Sydney and coordinate their end of year Christmas party.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because of the experience I have had at Abbington (Miss you guys!!!) I don’t think this or other projects will be hard, just a little bit time consuming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After class on Friday, a few girls and I ordered tickets for a Maroon 5 concert, with One Republic opening up for them.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s on April 4 and I’m extremely psyched for that concert!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Going to concerts is one of my favorite thing to do and I can’t wait for all the concerts I am attending while I am here!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last on that night, the University hosted an Ice Breaker party for all University students which was held in the Courtyard.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They had good drink specials a DJ and most importantly… a dance floor!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I got my groove on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During the Ice Breaker party, I wanted to make the most of this experience and branch out to meet people from different countries of the world.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Given that it was an Ice Breaker party, I pulled out a fantastic line to random people to start a conversation.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would go up to someone and ask them:&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“How much does a polar bear weigh?” After a much puzzled look they would give me, they would ask “How much” in which I would respond with “Enough to break the ice.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hi, I’m Maria.” Clever, eh???&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I thought it was witty. (**Props to Caitlin &amp;amp; Sarah**)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I met a group of people from France and sat down with them for a little while.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I told them that I wanted them to be completely honest with me, but I wanted to know why the French hate Americans so much.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They said that they had nothing against Americans in particular, but they do not like or support our President.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess they had the notion that every American supports Bush and what he was doing, and I made it quite clear to them that that is not the case and we were looking forward to having someone else in office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Throughout the night, I kept meeting people from all around the world and had the time of my life.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It seems that people from other countries know so much about the States but we know so little about the world because we are so caught up with ourselves.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When people from Australia or other countries find out that I am from America, I have been asked numerous times who I am going to vote for.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They ask what I feel about possibly having a female President or a African- American President which surprises me that they know about what is going on in politics in America. However, if you were to ask Americans about an election going on in another country, the majority of Americans wouldn’t have the slightest idea about who was running.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I like having these conversations with people from outside of the country because they make me realize the biases I once held and changes the way how I view the world.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, after the Ice Breaker party was over, everyone headed down to the Corso to keep the night going.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone headed over to Shark Bar and I had the TIME OF MY LIFE!! They were playing songs from the ‘70s and ‘80s.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Best moment of the night was when they played “Like A Prayer” by Madonna and watching Sean get down on his knees and rock it out to Madonna.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They kept playing one good song after another, such as:&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“I just want to dance with somebody” “Like a Virgin”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Baby Got Back”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Love Shack”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Ice Ice Baby”.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No one left the dance floor because they kept playing the hits and we danced the night away.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a great bonding experience with my fellow students.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Saturday, we woke up for brunch and headed out to the beach for a few hours.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was so relaxing laying out in the sun while listening to Dave Matthews.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We went out in the ocean and were goofing around with each other with the waves crashing around us.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I loved swimming in the ocean, it is so beautiful and serene, I could spend all day out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later on that night, we freshened up from the beach and went out to Ivanhoe to enjoy happy hour. At around 10:30, I called it an early night because I burned at the beach and was freezing, so I deemed it best to go home.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Sunday, we had a boat cruise that took us throughout Sydney Harbor.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It lasted for a few hours and everyone had a great time.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was just for the study abroad students so it gave us all a good chance to chat with one another.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had an intense game of flippy cup and quarters on the lower lever of the ship, which is always fun to play.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The view of the harbor was just simply breathtaking.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had great photo opportunity’s to take with friends with the background consisting of the bridge and Sydney Opera House.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was exceptionally beautiful when day turned to night and you were able to see the Opera House lit up with the city in the background.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhoo, that is my life up to date.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope everyone is doing well… Miss you all!!! Ta ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-604411754661212971?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/604411754661212971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=604411754661212971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/604411754661212971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/604411754661212971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-week-of-class.html' title='First Week of Class'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-1156359334338383519</id><published>2008-02-11T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:50:42.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I am trying to become better at keeping everyone updated on what I have been up to so here is a recap of my life:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two days ago, it was a rainy day :(and we had a scheduled bus tour to give us a look around Sydney.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We took two buses, and I moved to the second bus, which was an excellent move on my half because it was less crowded and gave me room to stretch out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The tour guide was a really sweet woman who gave us the history of Sydney as we toured the city.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;An interesting tidbit of information for you to know is that Australia was colonized by the British in 1788.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the time, the British prisons were overflowing and they wanted to weave out their lower class.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So they decided to create a penal colony and sent prisoners by boat to Australia.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The British found any reason they could to send people over, such as stealing a loaf of bread, to weave out the over populated lower class.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This continued until gold was found in Australia. Everyone flocked to Australia to claim gold and the British realized it was no longer a penalty to send people over to Australia.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thus, this country was colonized by prisoners.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ironic, eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, the tour was fun, except for that it was raining.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We ended the tour by going to Cargo Bar, which is in Darling Harbor.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We were treated to a complimentary drink, where I enjoyed a really good Australian beer called Pure Blonde Ale.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While I was at Cargo Bar, a man passed by our table and he has this great looking tropical drink.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My friends and I asked him what drink it was and he said that the bartender made it up for him.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was extremely friendly and happy and told us he had just proposed to his girlfriend (fyi, she said yes!).&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As I was walking past him, he stopped me and introduced me to his girlfriend and then said, “Wait, she is not my girlfriend… she is my fiancé now!!”&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was beaming from ear to ear.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They let me try their fruit drink and started up a conversation with me, talking about where we were from and what not.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were the sweetest couple ever and I was so happy for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The attitude displayed by the newly engage couple can be seen throughout the country.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Australians have to be the nicest and more sincere people I have met. I feel that in the United States, most people have their own personal agenda and use people for what they need out of them.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But Australians seem to be more genuine, who are always willing to give advice about where to visit and will strike a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friendly conversation with anyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After we finished talking to the couple, we sat down to enjoy our drink.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cargo Bar has glass doors that overlook the harbor.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you go outside, you go out onto the deck and you can see the ships entering and leaving the harbor.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Luckily, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining so it was absolutely beautiful outside.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Beach Boys song “Don’t Worry Baby” came on and I immediately thought of my dad.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For those of you who don’t know, my dad is a Beach Boys fanatic.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Before I left, my dad told me how happy he was that I was going there because he had always wanted to visit Australia but never had the chance.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My dad grew up in Sweden and he used to sail, so when I heard the beach boys and I was overlooking the harbor with all the boats, I started to tear up and wish that my dad was here with me to see this.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel so fortunate that my parents were able to provide this trip for me and I wish that they could visit as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day, I met up with a family friend named Dee.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dee’s father and my grandfather used to do business with each other a long time ago.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dee got to know my family on my mothers side and stayed with them in Amal, Sweden for two weeks when she was around 23 years old.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She used to hang out with my mother and aunt when they were younger and remained in touch with my grandparents throughout the years.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thus, when my mom found out that I was living in Sydney, she called up Dee so I could meet her, her husband and her children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So yesterday, Dee and her husband, David picked me up from the ICMS and we spent the day together.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They first took me to Sydney Airport because I was able to be reimbursed $350 for the amount of time that passed before I received my luggage.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;CHA CHING!$!$!$!$!$!$!$!$!$!$!$!$! I was very excited about that!! &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After I received the money, we went shopping (of course) to a shopping mall called Chatswood.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It has excellent shopping!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We stopped at a café for lunch and I received a smoked salmon melt that was amazingly delicious.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had a list of a bunch of things that I needed to pick up, but I didn’t know where the best place to get it because Sydney is ridiculously expensive.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So Dee and David took me around to the good shops to go to and I got to see more of the city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After lunch, we went to Dee and David’s home and I met their son Lachlan.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not much to my surprise, Lachlan, like most other Australians, was very good looking. They just don’t breed them in the United States like they do down under…&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyways,&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lachlan has a 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday celebration coming up on February 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; and he invited me to come and invite some of my friends as well.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am so excited for this because I have met many people from the University, but I want to meet more people who are from Australia.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It should be a good time.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is going to be at David and Dee’s house and they are having 2 kegs, setting up a full bar, food, cake and have invited 100+&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;people.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dee is insistent on getting a security guard.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Haha The theme of the party is to wear your favorite t-shirt, which is a cool theme that I have never been to.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am pretty psyched for this party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later on in the day I hung out at their house while Dee prepared dinner.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It felt good to be at a home, to chill out and watch TV for a little bit.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We don’t have TV in the castle, so it was nice to chilax for a little bit.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In Australia, they have a lot of shows that they have in the United States so it was comforting to watch TV shows that I would watch back home.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a little bit, David told me that there was a cricket match on TV.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cricket is unlike any sport I have ever seen before.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are two games that can be played in cricket.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A one- day game or a five day game, yes, that’s right… 5 DAYS!!!!!!!!! Have you ever heard of a sport taking an hour break for tea?&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is different from any sport that I have seen, but one thing is for sure, Australians are obsessed with Cricket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I expressed interest in learning how the game was played. It is somewhat similar to is baseball… but different.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dee has lived in Australia all her life and still doesn’t understand how the game is played but David said that he would try to explain it to me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As I was watching the game, and asking many, many questions, I started to get the hang of it and got into the game.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The thing about cricket is that it takes FOREVER but it is not only physically challenging, it is mentally challenging as well.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was cute how David got excited when I asked him questions about cricket.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He would get up from the couch and go up to point to the tv screen and show me what meant what.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to say, by the end of the day, I was into the game and understood why Australians liked it.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The cricket game was Australia vs. India and India was most likely to win.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I never found out who won because I left at 10:30 pm and the game was still going on.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The game started at 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, today is my first day of class but luckily I only have one class on Mondays.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hope everyone is doing well from back home.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Miss you all!!!! Talk to you soon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;P.S.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many of you have asked me what my address is, so in case you would like to write to me ( hint hint, wink wink, nudge nudge), here is address:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;151 Darley Rd&lt;br /&gt;Manly, NSW 2095&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;P.S.S.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;More Aussie Lingo:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bangs = Fringe&lt;br /&gt;Air Conditioning = Chiller&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Shrimp = Prawns&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys = Blokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-1156359334338383519?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1156359334338383519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=1156359334338383519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1156359334338383519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/1156359334338383519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-so-i-am-trying-to-become-better.html' title='Little Update...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-4136085421903320783</id><published>2008-02-08T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:36:37.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>G'Day Mates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... alright, I'm a dork. So Australia thus far has simply been amazing - minus the rain. Australia has been suffering from a ten year drought and of course, when I arrive, the rain starts. It is supposed to be going on for the week. It isn't too bad because it rains but sometimes it clears up and you are able to lay outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night me and a few girls went out bar hopping in Manly. All I have to say is that I have never seen prices so high for booze, it is ridiculous. For instance, my friend MJ got a martini and it was $17!!!! The cheapest think you can drink is beer for $6, which actually isn't that bad because it has higher alcohol content than the US. The other day, I met a guy who is from Sydney and I was asking him where the hot spots were. He said that there are plenty of bars, the only downside to Sydney is that it is much more expensive than Manly. I don't want to even think about how expensive drinks are going to be out there. Even if you go to a liquor store, the prices are extremely high. For a fifth of Jack Daniels, it costs $44. Australia has a high liquor tax to support their infrastructure, since it was built in the 1960s and grew rapidly, they need high tax dollars to support their economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, after many bars and many drinks, the bartender was making last call and me and some friends decided to shots. I started talking to the bartender, Oliver, and told him how high the prices were for liquor compared to the United States. Oliver, let me add, is gorgeous. He was easy going and friendly to talk to and gave us our last drinks for free and took a celebration shot with us. I think I may have a crush. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had a few more classes of orientation giving us a background of the college of what we were to prepare for.  After dinner, me and the girls started drinking at 6 during happy hour.  At a bar called Insitu, they have these "Apple Pie" shots that taste exactly like apple pie.  You can't taste the booze and it is the most delicious shot in the world.  After spending two hours enjoying happy hour, we went over to Shark Bar and sat down, while Kelley pulled out a deck of cards and we started to play drinking games and drink some beers.  By ten o'clock, we were starting to get a little loud and rowdy when we noticed that they have a juke box where you can pick a song, and the video would come on throughout the lounge.  If you put in $1, you got one video but if you put in $3, you got 3 videos.  We got so into the videos that some of us, I won't mention who, started getting up and dancing drunkenly at only 10 o'clock.  We were told that we needed to take it down a notch or else we couldn't stay.  Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of drinking, we came back to the campus and decided to buy Backstreet Boys tickets.  Yes, thats right, Backstreet Boys.  Let me inform you a little bit about my childhood for those of you who don't know.  I was that girl who plastered her bedroom walls with posters from Teen Bop of the Backstreet Boys.  When I found out that they were going to be in Sydney when I was here, I HAD to go!  So we stumbled into the computer lab and bought tickets online.  I can't wait.  It's going to be a good time and I am going to try my hardest to work my way backstage.  I think I am going to tell people I traveled all the way from the States to see them in concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry that it took me so long to make another post but I will try to get better at keeping you updated!  Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-4136085421903320783?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4136085421903320783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=4136085421903320783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4136085421903320783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/4136085421903320783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/gday-mates-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-6111539962805952229</id><published>2008-02-06T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:43:17.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Luggage Has Arrived</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days have been busy/ chaotic but at the same time wonderful.  Last night, I finally received my luggage.  I was so happy, words could not express.  I went three days without having anything on me, which made it hard to get by but it feels great to have all of my belongings with me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights ago we had a cocktail party for the new students at ICMS.  It was awesome.  Free champagne, wine, beer, mimosas and awesome hors d'oeuvres.  You can never go wrong with free booze. The best thing about the campus is that there are students from all over the world.  Everyone is so nice and friendly and it is easy to meet new people.  After the cocktail party, we all headed out to Shark Bar, which was awesome.  There were about 200 students from ICMS who went there and we drank, danced, had a good time and got to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to get my suit fitted.  It took forever to wait in line.  We are supposed to get our business suits the second week of class so once classes start up, we are supposed to wear "business casual" until we get our suits.  Blah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather outside was absolutely gorgeous.  I didn't have time to go down to the beach (also, let me note, at the time I didn't have to swim suit to lay out in the sun) but I was out in the court yard for about an hour and I already got some sun!!!  I can't believe I am going to be living in paradise for 3 months... I feel like I'm in a dream and I am about to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we had a man who was similar to Steve Irwin come in and show us exoctic animals that exist in Australia.  He showed us several snakes, a lethal spider!! and an alligator!! I took plently of pictures so I will post them in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I will you guys up to date on the Aussie lingo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitcher of Beer = Jug of Beer&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome = No worries&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses = Sunnies&lt;br /&gt;Rooting = Sleeping with ( in a sexual conantation) *I learned this the hard way after I said I root for the Chicago Bears&lt;br /&gt;Good times = Happy days&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast = Breakie&lt;br /&gt;Sidewalk = Foot walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Grand Valley friends:&lt;br /&gt;I heard Grand Valley closed school today because of the school... I'm sorry, I feel for you!  If it makes you feel any better, it rained today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all and miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days!  Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-6111539962805952229?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6111539962805952229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=6111539962805952229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/6111539962805952229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/6111539962805952229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-luggage-has-arrived.html' title='My Luggage Has Arrived'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-6593818088112117719</id><published>2008-02-04T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:52:37.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott American Airlines!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally in Australia and it is surreal that I am finally here.  The past three day of my life have been crazy so let me backtrack and tell you what hell I have recently been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before I left, my mom wanted to have a going away dinner for me with family and friends. Initially, it was supposed to be something small because I didn't want to make a big deal about it but a lot of friends stopped by to say good- bye and wish me good luck.  With my friends and family under one roof, I realized how lucky I was to have such a loving family and such good friends by my side.  It made me realize how much I am truly going to miss everyone from back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up, to my pleasant surprise, without a hangover!  It was hectic putting everything together at the last minute but I managed to get it done with time to spare.  As we headed out to the airport, (3 hours before my flight, thanks Dad), my brother was flying into O'Hare from California to surprise my family and I was the only one who knew about the plan.  As I was checking in, I was trying to secretively talk to my brother and let him know where we were.  There was  miscommunication, and he was at a different terminal but said he would be there in 10 minutes. Myy sister insisted that they leave immediately because she had to be back in time for work.  I didn't know how to stall them  any further, so I had to end up saying to them:  "How about you wait just 5 more minutes to see your son?"  My parents were extremely shocked/ happy to see him and it felt great to have my family by me right before I left.  Saying good bye was tough, and I managed to hold off the tears until I saw my mom tearing up.  I was so excited for Australia, but saying good bye to my family was the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where my travels begin to take a turn for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight was initially scheduled to leave at 4:40, but it turned to continually be delayed until I wasn't able to board the airport until 7:50!! I was flying into LA  and my flight left from LA to go to Sydney at 10:30.  I realized that it was going to be extremely close and I might miss my flight to Sydney.  As we we departing Chicago, the pilot said that the estimated arrival time to LA was 10:35.  I talked to the flight attendant and told her my situation, and she said there were about 30 people on the flight who were connecting to Sydney, and since it was in the same terminal, she thought that they were going to wait for land.  I was hoping the plane would because I really wanted to be on that flight because 3 girls who I am traveling with were on that flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally land in LA, I find out that I missed my flight by 5 minutes!  They closed the door but the plane didn't get off the runway for another hour, so I looked onto the plane that I should have been on.  Luckily, there was another plane leaving for Sydney an hour later and I managed to get a seat on that flight.  I called AustraLearn and told them that I didn't get on that flight, but I informed them of my new flight, when I would be arriving, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to endure a 14 1/2 hour flight to Sydney. It was a tight fit and you could barely move.  I downed two Tylonel PM I managed to sleep for some of the flight, which helped take away some of the time and also watched two movies, Across the Universe (two thumbs way up!!) and The Nanny Diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally arrived in Sydney, I was so happy to get off the plane and get to the University.  Once I got through security and customs, I find out that American Airlines lost my luggage and it never made the plane to Sydney!  Turns out, about 8 other people lost their luggage who were going to ICMS, and it may be about 48 hours until we get our luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.... after we file our luggage claim, we walk out to find the shuttle from ICMS to take us to Manly.  We waited for about 40 minutes, and after calling them, find out that they are not coming back to get us and told us we needed to find out own means of transportation to get to the University.  Our group took a shuttle, which cost about $110 AUD to get to the University. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was about 45 minutes and we were able to see Sydney as we drove by.  Everything they say about how beautiful this city is, is true.  It was raining when we arrived, but that didn't take away our excitement.  We all knew that we were in for a trip of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived to our Castle, we were checked in and I was taken to my room.  I am on the top floor, and my muscles already ache by going up and down four flights of stairs at least ten times.  What makes up for it is my bedroom view.  It overlooks the Pacific Ocean and is breathtaking.  I still can't believe that I am here.  During the day, we headed down by the beach to a shopping area to get basic toiletries and clothes to hold us over until our luggage arrived.  After suffering such a long and exhausting day, Katie and I hit a local bar.  I ordered lemonade and vokda only to realize that I got Sprite and vodka.  I guess they call lemonade "lemon soda" down under.  Also, instead of saying "your welcome" they respond with "no worries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hectic few days, but once I get my luggage, everything should be fine.  I miss everyone greatly but will post again in a few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-6593818088112117719?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6593818088112117719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=6593818088112117719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/6593818088112117719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/6593818088112117719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/boycott-american-airlines.html' title='Boycott American Airlines!!!!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143446416390171415.post-3925055878043459839</id><published>2008-02-04T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:38:16.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>G'Day mates!!  This is my first time having a blog, but I figured this is the easiest way to keep in touch with friends and family.  If you are curious to what I am up to, or just extremely bored, I am going to perpetually be updating this, keeping you updated on my experience here in Sydney, and then my travels to New Zealand, Fiji and Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to contact me personally, I would love to hear from all of you!!! My e-mail address is &lt;a href="mailto:Ariam1123@yahoo.com"&gt;Ariam1123@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Ta ta for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6143446416390171415-3925055878043459839?l=mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3925055878043459839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6143446416390171415&amp;postID=3925055878043459839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/3925055878043459839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6143446416390171415/posts/default/3925055878043459839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariasaussieadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913808130364012850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
