In the terrifying cold that is (apparently) Sydney winters, most people seem to forget that just around the corner waits a season even more terrible. Lulled into a false sense of security by icy blasts from the Antarctic, the assumption is that summer will somehow bring unending happiness to all who bask in its warm rays. Nothing, comrades, could be further from the truth.
Last week I did something I haven’t done since November last year….I went back to the Cumberland Campus at Lidcombe for uni. After 20 weeks of prac work in the hospitals and 9 weeks of glorious holiday, it was finally time to start the last 7 weeks of my undergraduate degree in Physiotherapy.
I can’t really complain. I only have 4 days of uni , not the usual 5, plus I am learning how to manipulate backs and best of all I get to visit the famous Cumberland lolly shop (where students get to stock up on their favourite lollies to help get them through long lectures!)
For those of you who are regular readers, you might remember a blog entitled 'Am I an idiot?’ I now have a definitive answer: YES!!!
Last Friday morning I was amongst 1784 people who undertook the challenge of walking 100km for charity. Sadly, 20% of them did not complete the challenge for various reasons. It was without a doubt the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. It is so difficult to describe the physical and mental pain that I was experiencing. Give me 6 exams in 5 days any time!!
We all know it can be a tough life out there if you’re single. There’s no one to fend off unruly and unwanted men at a bar, you have no back up plan for Saturday night if all your friends are doing their own thing and then there’s worried and sympathetic whispers by the parents. These are problems without the complications of trying to find a partner.
I know you're out there. Yes, that's right, YOU. You all know who you are. I am talking to all of you who are reading our blog, but aren't leaving any comments. As much as I love to talk about my exhilarating life (sigh)....I am sure that there is something that you guys really want to know but haven't asked. We are your 'little insiders' to uni life so use us! If I only knew that there was something like this when I was doing my HSC I would have been waaaayyyy more stoked about living at college.....
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a young single woman in Sydney must be in want of a beau...or at least, this is what her friends and relatives think...
Remember the childhood song about the doggy in the window? "Oh where, oh where could he be?" Well I'm sorry to put a dampener on everyone's spirits but these days that cute puppy is no longer in that shop window, or even in the owner's care. No. I'll tell you where you can more likely find him...
The optimistic architect, on any other day, would see every glass half empty as half full. Not today. Today Australia mourns the loss of one of its most prolific architects, Harry Seidler, who died yesterday morning here in Sydney aged 82, following a stroke last year. An architect loved by architects the world over, Seidler leaves an indelible legacy. He was misunderstood (hated?) by much of mainstream Australia, and perhaps herein lays the true sadness of his passing…
Welcome, welcome, welcome to our new bloggers! You all sound so cute and fresh-faced! I hope this feeling lasts at least for a few weeks....
It's the question on everybody's lips...no, no, not 'Are men necessary?'
What we really want to know is, what happened to good old-fashioned manners? You know, like saying 'excuse me' when you're in somebody's way. Or thanking someone for a job well done. Or smiling when somebody is talking to you.
Is chivalry dead?
Usually my gut instincts are right.
I had a feeling Tom Cruise and Penelope Cruz were having an affair while filming Vanilla Sky, I really did.
I have picked the last 7 Melbourne Cup winners, despite knowing nothing about horseracing.
Call it sixth sense, call it luck...generally if I go with my gut reaction, I'll fare pretty well.
And so it is with mixed feelings of satisfaction and desperation that I've discovered yet another of my instincts has been right on the money.
Fat-filled aortas, blackened lungs and rotten yellow teeth - it seems they’re back in vogue with the National Tobacco Campaign’s latest advertising onslaught.
Mmmm...for all those who were sitting on the edge of their seats, waiting for me to write something of note (or even something merely helpful), I'm sorry. After a long summer, I'm exhausted. I need a holiday to recover from my holiday.
Which is why I've become something of a Bree Van De Kamp (for all you people who have lives, this is a character from Desperate Housewives) and taken to cooking like Michelle Leslie took to wearing the burquah.
So here is my recipe for Brilliant Blueberry Bran Muffins. They are healthy and yummy, but most importantly, they will fit inside your Humphrey B. Bear lunchbox and you can take them to uni!!!
I must be the only person in Sydney who hates James Blunt.
Everywhere I go, I can't escape him! I hear his moaning songs, I see his face on billboards, I occasionally catch grabs of converstion that invariably begin with, "Oh my God, it's like he's singing about my life."
I am taking a stand.
Its nearly here Team Cool, O Week and the start of Uni! How excited are you?!?!?! I thought that I would tell you how I got on in past O Weeks, please excuse embellishment or discrepancies in the actual story as I cant remember all of it, but what I do I will recount for you now.
Happy Australia Day, everyone. I trust that you all celebrated the day in true Aussie style: whether you were cooking up a storm on the barbie, watching the cricket and/or tennis, listening to Magic Dirt at Big Day Out or heading down to the beach. Me - I went down to Royal Randwick to enjoy the races. Champagne was flowing, the frocks on the field were resplendent and everybody was "G'daying" left, right and centre. Elsewhere, Ian Frazer was being named Australian of the Year...
Three years can seem like a lifetime, especially when you consider that Renee Zellweger (providing she keeps up her current trend) could be engaged, married and divorced twelve times in that space of time! But, at the risk of sounding like my high school teachers, your three years at uni will go by so quickly you'll want to stay on and do another degree (even if only to go to catch up with your mates!)
Okay, this has little if any relevance to Uni, but I’m going to indulge myself and write the top ten cars to drive to Uni to really make a statement! (Well, I would really be impressed, and within some sort of reason, so a $35K limit)
It's official: geek is the new chic. Faster than you could say, 'check-mate,' or 'knit one, purl one,' knowing all things trivial became the hottest trend. So just in case you're lost for words in your first tutorial, here are ten surefire conversation starters. Put on your cardis, shine those glasses and wow them with these pearlers.
(Disclosure: dates not guaranteed.)
It’s raining, it’s pouring, your essays due this morning…. Well, at least with these little tips then at least you will have an ace up your sleeve for those wet, cold days at Uni!
