Lost in Translation

I haven't harped on this that much yet, but sometimes people can be hard to understand, their slang and diction are just off, let alone their accents. One funny event occurred yesterday. I walk into the common room and see that everyone is watching circket. It flashed to commercials very quickly so I didn't really get any of the details. I asked if everyone was rooting for a team. People kinda stared at me and said, you know maybe australia. turns out it was australia vs sri lanka. so i made a mistake. later i was explaining that I just listened to when people cheered and pretended that I understood the game, and someone mentioned, at least your said cheering. I was a little surprised and asked what I had said earlier. Then I realized that rooting has another meaning here. Awkward...for those not with me yet, the closest words americans have is rutting. Not exactly something that comes up while you're watching a game of cricket (it was a short game, only like 7 hours, no i did not watch all of it)

Societies Day and The Whole Class Thing

Classes...what are these things, I don't understand, its as though they expect me to learn. So I've had to go class this week, and as traumatic as it was it hasn't been bad. The first class I had was Plants in Action, which is interesting, the class itself was fine and then we had the practical (lab). it was bad, they expected me to be be able to draw the slide of a plant and each cells. it was horrible! Gav, one of the guys in my college was also in it, but he has to drop it, leaving me all by myself, sigh. I know all physiology that we'll learn, just not anatomy or anything like that. this will make the course a little more difficult than i hoped.
I'm also taking Tasmanian Fauna which is going to be AWESOME. during the first class i was sitting there and it was a concious effort to not stop bouncing around chanting i'm so excited, i'm so excited. there should be opportunities for field work and all sorts of awesome things. it will be awesome. you may notice that i've been repeating a word here
i'm also taking short fiction writing which has made me a little concerned. she's really into this short part, and I'm not sure I can deal with that. our first assignment will be a 300 word story. i dont think you can really do anything in 300 words, it just doesn't seem like enough. she read us a 147 word story someone had written and i wanted to raise my hand and ask "what the fuck was that?" i did not, but i wanted to. we'll see how this goes. she seems to be a good writer, she won an award for her first book.

Ok, made it through the academic nonsense, now lets get to societies day. societies is a day at school where we sign up for societies and they give you cheap beer. i have no idea how this started or whose idea it was, but everyone loves it. so i joined the diving club, and then the medical club (TUMS) because they were giving out a lot of cheap beer. It was fun and the education minister of tasmania was there, which i found hilarious. that was from 3-6, then we went to a house party, though the party was actually on the roof, which was pretty cool. i really don't remember too much of what happened after that, not the details anyway. i twisted my ankle pretty badly, so that'll be a pain for about a week...sigh. probably taking it easy for a while. luckily everyone else was in similar states. went to class this morning, it was fauna so i loved it of course. then i slept all day, life is hard...

The Final Countdown

So this is, sob, my last day before classes start. I am confident this will be a very traumatic experience for me. Plants in action starts at 10, sigh. So yesterday beach, then OP shop party. the party was quite fun, and there was an attempted raid on christ college...we got caught...and put it all back. alas, people in charge ruining good fun. a few of us ended up in schmidty's room were there was some wrestling. chopper lost...vs me, vs schmidty, it was funny. there was also a lot of patriotism which resulted into the singing of 5 national anthems: canada, america, sweden, chile, and australia. generally ridiculous situation
today has been pretty low key. we had a bbq which was nice, just hanging in the shade having some burgers and soda. all in all a nice relaxed experience. a couple people were still recovering from last nights festivities, but most people came out unscathed, or at least unhurt
I feel like this post is a little boring, so I've been saving something until i felt like doing it. anyone who's read this, other than my family, will probably be thinking: what the hell is your background?
His name is Taz. Linux is a computer software company used by those good at coding (Noah). Their normal logo is Tux:

One year they decided to show solidarity with the Tasmanian Devil, whose population is being ravaged by a face cancer. Thus Linux Australia had Tux go on vacation for a few months and replaced him with Taz:


Taz is a Tasmanian devil, and he is pretending to be a penguin, thus the fake beak. I hope that answered your question. next post will probably be about school...gross