first sober day of 2007
7:29 p.m.
january 15
well i guess it was 14, but the 14th was such a nonday.
it's interesting having my own place in res.
res life is weird.
at least here it is because nobody is on the same schedule, so some people are midsemester, some havent started yet (ie me)
so the friends-making process is arbitrary.
i've been too busy getting my suitcases all unpacked and getting every random accessory in place that i haven't really approached a group of people for social shit.
i also wanna be careful about with whom i associate. like i dont wanna make friends with the first group that just happens to be nice to me, just to find out they're really annoying and fake or something stupid like that.
i'm trying to be less hasty for 2007.
it's not an official resolution. but the good latter part of 2006 was sooo random. fun, interesting, many good stories. but a little unfulfilling.
ergo, i wanna jump into things with a touch more consideration put forth.
so i'm pretty much waiting for anjuli to arrive before going nuts.
it's really comforting that she's going through this with me, otherwise i'd have to wait for some instituted process like our student orientation to meet some people.
it's a little intimidating starting this by myself for the meanwhile. i'll be coming in at like 10ish pm, and a whole horde of like at least a dozen people will come out loudly heading over to a bar.
hmm. there's a cute boy sitting across the couch from me. this can prove slightly distracting.
gahhh.
my attention span sucks.
but yeah, it's hard to approach such a large group and be like 'hey, can i hang out with you?' ...cuz it's a little desperate. cuz it's not like they can really refuse, so they're forced to agree. and even if they reject me... well that's even worser.
damn, the boy left.
he looked slightly foreign but it's hard to tell
i'm in the lobby of the res/hotel, because that's where the best wireless connection is.
ok he's back.
haha, oh a.d.d.
i need a mobile phone and a job and money and friends.
that would make me happy. not necessarily in that order. but they're pretty important.
oh here comes another group. only like 8 people this time. 5girls 3 boys i think...
stream of consciousness writing.
interesting stuff.
i have no interesting photos yet because idiot that i am i often forget to bring my camera. and i havent done too much touristy stuff, so stuff i'd be taking pictures of would be of everyday life. and i cant be bothered to do that yet.
i have a contact here given to me by one of mark's friends. the british dude. and he gave me a present to give her, so that sort of forces me to get together with her.
it's not too bad of a situation.
i think she's more than a few years older than me.
oh another group comes, only 5 though...
anyway, man i feel antisocial.
but yeah, craig described her somewhat of a bint.
not too long ago, i wasnt compatible with those type of people. but my survival instincts have kicked in and made me accept those people in order to have at least a moderately good time. usually drunk. or cunted as the british would say.
i feel so international, having hung out with a the british, australian, south african, american, and canadian.
and so many people here dont have accents or not an australian accent, so i dont think i will develop one. :(
that was one of my goals.
i'll probably contact melanie tomorrow for a coffee date thursday or friday. otherwise i might go crazy a little bit before anjuli gets here.
god there are so many tall guys here. it's very appealing. and while i never really admitted to it before as i never really thought it was the case, i think i do enjoy blondes more... :S
they're a lot more drama though :(
a brunette mohawk would suffice, but i left a couple of those back home... that's in the past. and in the future.
so in terms of now... well, it's nice seeing some sweet piercings and sleeves again.
there isn't too much of that in korea. asians can pull many weird styles off. but very asian asians can't do hardcore.
i only saw 1 body art place when i was down there.
within a few hours of getting to sydney did i find a tattoo place where i might eventually get inked.
haven't decided what to do though.
there are so many random styles here too. more queen streety all over the place. well thats not true, as i havent really been all over the place. but the places i have wandered too have included some more queen street type people.
well i guess it was 14, but the 14th was such a nonday.
it's interesting having my own place in res.
res life is weird.
at least here it is because nobody is on the same schedule, so some people are midsemester, some havent started yet (ie me)
so the friends-making process is arbitrary.
i've been too busy getting my suitcases all unpacked and getting every random accessory in place that i haven't really approached a group of people for social shit.
i also wanna be careful about with whom i associate. like i dont wanna make friends with the first group that just happens to be nice to me, just to find out they're really annoying and fake or something stupid like that.
i'm trying to be less hasty for 2007.
it's not an official resolution. but the good latter part of 2006 was sooo random. fun, interesting, many good stories. but a little unfulfilling.
ergo, i wanna jump into things with a touch more consideration put forth.
so i'm pretty much waiting for anjuli to arrive before going nuts.
it's really comforting that she's going through this with me, otherwise i'd have to wait for some instituted process like our student orientation to meet some people.
it's a little intimidating starting this by myself for the meanwhile. i'll be coming in at like 10ish pm, and a whole horde of like at least a dozen people will come out loudly heading over to a bar.
hmm. there's a cute boy sitting across the couch from me. this can prove slightly distracting.
gahhh.
my attention span sucks.
but yeah, it's hard to approach such a large group and be like 'hey, can i hang out with you?' ...cuz it's a little desperate. cuz it's not like they can really refuse, so they're forced to agree. and even if they reject me... well that's even worser.
damn, the boy left.
he looked slightly foreign but it's hard to tell
i'm in the lobby of the res/hotel, because that's where the best wireless connection is.
ok he's back.
haha, oh a.d.d.
i need a mobile phone and a job and money and friends.
that would make me happy. not necessarily in that order. but they're pretty important.
oh here comes another group. only like 8 people this time. 5girls 3 boys i think...
stream of consciousness writing.
interesting stuff.
i have no interesting photos yet because idiot that i am i often forget to bring my camera. and i havent done too much touristy stuff, so stuff i'd be taking pictures of would be of everyday life. and i cant be bothered to do that yet.
i have a contact here given to me by one of mark's friends. the british dude. and he gave me a present to give her, so that sort of forces me to get together with her.
it's not too bad of a situation.
i think she's more than a few years older than me.
oh another group comes, only 5 though...
anyway, man i feel antisocial.
but yeah, craig described her somewhat of a bint.
not too long ago, i wasnt compatible with those type of people. but my survival instincts have kicked in and made me accept those people in order to have at least a moderately good time. usually drunk. or cunted as the british would say.
i feel so international, having hung out with a the british, australian, south african, american, and canadian.
and so many people here dont have accents or not an australian accent, so i dont think i will develop one. :(
that was one of my goals.
i'll probably contact melanie tomorrow for a coffee date thursday or friday. otherwise i might go crazy a little bit before anjuli gets here.
god there are so many tall guys here. it's very appealing. and while i never really admitted to it before as i never really thought it was the case, i think i do enjoy blondes more... :S
they're a lot more drama though :(
a brunette mohawk would suffice, but i left a couple of those back home... that's in the past. and in the future.
so in terms of now... well, it's nice seeing some sweet piercings and sleeves again.
there isn't too much of that in korea. asians can pull many weird styles off. but very asian asians can't do hardcore.
i only saw 1 body art place when i was down there.
within a few hours of getting to sydney did i find a tattoo place where i might eventually get inked.
haven't decided what to do though.
there are so many random styles here too. more queen streety all over the place. well thats not true, as i havent really been all over the place. but the places i have wandered too have included some more queen street type people.
another group comes.
sausage fest. 6 dudes. mostly north american sounding.
this super long entry should give an indication of how i'm starved for regular conversation.
i suppose i better stop rambling till i become more focused/less lazy.
p.s. i welcome drunk dials/voicemails at 416.619.9256
i hate being in such a different time zone. and whenever i hear an asian language being spoken, i cringe.
that is all.
the end.
