Hey all,

It was another beautiful day here in australia. I had a pretty good weekend this past weekend. On Friday my roommates Meagan and Kate and I went into Harbour Town, which is like this big outdoor shopping center. It’s got a bunch of discount stores and such. I must say, aussie discount stores, not as good as american discount stores. Just a bunch of really cheap crap. There were some good finds though, the Levi store was having a buy one get one free sale on everything in the store, so of course I had to take advantage of that. We went into the Nike store and there were some wicked sweet 80’s jackets, like wind breakers. I wanted one so bad but they were like $90, and even with the exchange rate that is slightly out of my price range. Look mom, I resisted, be proud. But we decided that those jackets with some high tops would totally win at an 80’s party. We got ice cream there too. It was heavenly. The best ice cream I have ever had. I got white chocolate and creme brule. It was delicious.

After Harbour Town we went back to the apartment and hung out with Chris and Simon as they got ready for the Back to School party the Unibar was throwing. Unfortunately we were a little late on the whole getting tickets that we missed out. We were sitting on the balcony while Chris and Simon got nice and drunk and watched Chris draw all over himself in permanent marker. So we’re all sitting outside on the balcony, we’re listening to music, and the door to the apartment is open, and in walks this guy. He’s like, does someone want to tell me about the witches hats that were found in this apartment the other day. Ok 1, what the hell are witches hats. And 2, who the hell are you. So this guy came back with the boys after some party or whatever and had stolen 2 traffic cones and displayed them on the balcony. So the Village thought it would be totally Ok to walk into our apartment and just take them back. How did they know they weren’t actually ours? That’s what I want to know. Hello invasion of privacy! Luckily we just blamed it on the “non resident” and that strange and unfortunate looking man was on his way. But not before everyone in the village got a nice email saying that Village property belonging to the construction guys was stolen and that this was a very immature thing to do.

Saturday Meaghan and I went into Surfers and went out to dinner. The guy working there was so strange. We both got a drink and we weren’t carded! And this guy thinks that with one drink in me I’m feeling good enough to find him attractive. Wrong. So he’s like are you guys students here. So we tell him we’re exchange students from the States studying at Griffith. He asks what classes we’re taking, so we tell him we’re taking a creative writing class and then he precedes to give us a 10 minute lecture on what not to write. We left him no tip. But mostly because we felt that australians don’t tip. But whatever. Then we met up with these two girls from Norway that we met on the Byron trip and went to their friend’s house warming party. It was a four person house with someone from Estonia, France, Germany, and Sweden. Look at me being all global with all my friends. The girl from Sweden got so trashed she couldn’t even stand up without holding onto something. We also found one of our other friends from the Byron trip, Ryan from California. So we hung out there for a while, had some gross boxed wine, chit chatted. Then we were heading outside to leave and this guy comes up to us. He’s like, “whenever I talk to someone I have this problem of always talking about myself. It’s bad. I can’t help it though because I just talk about all the money in my accounts. I just want to go to a temple on some hilltop in a little village and think.” He asks my name, so I tell him and he says, “adina? that’s very Jerusaelem.” Ok what? Time to go.

Sunday was beautiful. We were all sitting on the balcony ready out books soaking up some rays. We’re so classy. Then all of us hopped in Kate’s car and headed into Surfers to get some ice cream. We parked on this beach called Main Beach and walked into Surfers. So we got some exercise before our calories. We’re so smart. On our way back we walked along the beach. The sand here is so soft its ridiculous. The water was colder here that in Byron, which is weird because Byron is farther south. But it was still pretty warm. Needless to say, that will be a regular occurrence.

I finally did laundry for the first time here. I thought I lost a sock, but it was just hiding in one of my shirts. Silly sock, I thought the dryer ate you. In other news, I desperately need to go food shopping. I have no bread, no milk, no meat. Only peanut butter, a limited number of ritz crackers, stale cereal, and some eggs. Mommy where are you when I need you?