I like that kinda woman.

Ok so I have officially become that person. You know, the one who claims they are going to be faithful and journal every detail of their lives, but in reality they don’t! Haha yea, totally me! I would like to blame it on my sheer busyness, but maybe it had to do with some laziness! I guess I have been choosing sleep over writing, lol what a choice! But, I will apologize in advance for how long this may end of being! I mean, I can write a novel on just one day, so writing about 2 weeks, may be a little rough on the eyes!

Haha but ok, I don’t even know where to start. A few weeks ago Kristin and I had this brilliant idea to go to the city between our classes! Maybe a little shopping, coffee, you know, walking….haha so on our way back to school, I was trying to remember when we needed to get off the bus. (Keep in mind, this was like the first time I had ever ridden on this bus back to school.) I remember making a mental note earlier that day, it was the second traffic light I saw is where we needed to get off, haha so being the intelligent person I am, I counted 2 stop lights and rang the bell to get off the bus. Haha ok WOW! Seriously, we got off the bus, and I realized, oh shoot, were still in the city!! Lol I guess I just get anxious sometimes and want to ring the bell, but oh wait, now we had to stand outside for 45 mintues waiting for another bus! Meanwhile, we were standing there when I noticed something…its called a patch of leg hair the probably has never been shaved!! Haha I kept looking at it, more like starring at it, because it was unlike anything I have ever seen before! We started dying laughing and these little kids were just starring at us, and at that moment, Mrs. Doubtfire came into my head. “I like that kind of woman. Natural. Healthy. That Mediterranean type.” Haha seriously it was an abomination! But, it doesn’t end there! Ever since that little episode, I have seen more “hair” on women in unnatural places than I have ever seen before!

The next day we were on the crowded bus and this “he/she” came and sat down in front of us. Description: an older person, white/ yellow hair, bifocals, boobs, and oh yea, a straight up WHITE BEARD! Haha its not like I just saw one chin hair, it was a full out beard, like this woman forgot to shave!! As soon as we noticed, my roommate and I couldn’t help but laugh! Then when I looked down trying to gain composure and the lady next to her had hair as thick as a forest growing on her legs! Why God!! I sat there for a half hour bus ride laughing like an immature schoolgirl!

As soon as we got to school, I was sure to tell everyone about what I saw because it was so abnormal! So we went to class and there it was again. A guest speaker raised her arms, and it caught my attention. At first I thought it might have been a string hanging off her shirt, but wait, why was it like a clump of yarn? She quickly threw out her arms again and there it was. A bush like I have never seen before. Picture a wig, ball it up, and place it under your arm, and that’s what it was like. Not even joking, I was so distracted because I could not figure out how on earth this was real! It was worse than a man! Haha I DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS!!! Its called a razor Australia! I guess the women here like that natural look…haha or at least the people I encounter on a daily basis!!

Haha so basically, as you can see, I am becoming quite the cultured traveler! Haha I am witnessing things most people only see in the Guinness Book of World Records!

Speaking of, did I ever mention I am in a Life Drawing class? I would like to call it my “naked drawing” class. Oh wait, and did I ever mention I have never taken a drawing class before? Haha yea, awkward! So last week was my first experience with the “model.” I am in class, minding my own business, paying attention to our teacher, like every good student does, and am looking at what my teacher is drawing. I was super confused because she was drawing a lady that was naked, but I didn’t see her looking at anyone. It was then I saw a glimpse of flesh. I turn my head, and there stands our model, without warning, posing full frontal! Haha I am not used to such thing! The Glennwood locker rooms are the closest thing I had to prepare myself for what I was about to witness! I looked at the rest of our class and everyone had the biggest smiles on there faces and it seriously was super awkward. It got better as the class went on because I was too focused on my Picasso styled drawings with boobs that were apparently not “realistic.” I guess I was drawing an image that “people only fantasize about.” Haha lets just say, when I am done with this class, I am going to have a billion drawings of a naked woman in THE MOST awkward posses you could ever imagine...so if anyone is interested in buying an imitation of Picasso, just let me know J

But, this week, we learned how to be official “Aussies.” In our afternoon class, and Aboriginal man came to teach us how to play the didgeridoo, throw a spear, and a boomerang. A brief summary of the afternoon: playing the didgeridoo was a fail! There was spit dripping down my face, I almost passed out because I was trying to play it with all that was inside me, and there was a whole class full of people laughing. Throwing a spear, also a fail. Out of the 27 students in my class, my roommate and I were officially the worst! Not even joking, my spear didn’t even make it past the group of students! I guess I am just meant to hold it and look good! Haha not actually use it! And my favorite, the boomerang contest. He told us there would be a prize for the first person that caught their boomerang, and I was determined to prove I am really more “athletic” than everyone thinks! My group starts going and theirs were crashing into the ground. I got up there to throw it and the group was laughing because they knew mine probably wouldn’t even make it two feet! I quickly released the boomerang with all of my might and it went flying, and then it started coming back to me! I hear the laughs turn into cheers and everyone is so excited screaming my name because I have a shot to actually catch my boomerang! I took out running and at that moment, I watched the boomerang fly over my head and I start hearing the cheering turn into shrieks of horror. I quickly turn around, and there I saw 15 people laying on the ground, ducking, with their hands of their heads, in the fetal position! The second I turned around I started dying laughing! If only I had a camera to capture their faces! It was priceless! Who cares I didn’t catch my boomerang, I got to see a group of 15 “adults” laying on the ground all because there a was a fly away boomerang haha!!!

Back to my life stories! So everyday since I have been here, the weather is dependant upon my schedule. The days it is absolutely gorgeous outside, I have class from 8:45- 7:30 at night! Not even joking. Then the days I am free to go to the beach perhaps, oh wait, it’s a trenchal downpour. You may think I am exaggerating, but I am not!! So Kris and I had this brilliant idea to wake up early on our only day to sleep in to go to the beach! After 2 hours of travel, we are on the ferry and an announcement came on that made people come inside because the swells were too big! Literally, the second we got off the ferry, it looked like a hurricane outside! Needless to say, 4 hours of my day were wasted on a stupid half an hour in a coffee shop while I watched the streets flood. But, this week I finally got one nice day at the beach! As soon as class was over, we headed to meet some friends and were off to Coogee beach! It was a beautiful day and as soon as we got there and set down our stuff, a massive rain cloud suddenly appeared over my head! Not even joking, I have a picture to prove it! You see blue sky all around, and a black cloud above me! Lets just say I still had a fun time, but am the only one on the beach that went home looking white! Gotta love it! Haha this is so my life!!