Delayed check in

It seems I have been slacking a bit with my updates, so there is a lot to catch up on;

BYRON BAY! Yes we went to the magical little bubble of happiness revolving around surfing, drinking and sleeping. Everyone on this island seemed so content with their lives and were the most relaxed people I have ever met. Mind you, when you're living on this:

why wouldn't you be?

I had a skydive planned, against mum's wishes, but luckily for her it got cancelled. Bit of a disappointment, but there will be plenty of opportunities to do that. We met a lot of the 'Gold Coast' students on this trip and it seems they are a bit more cooler than everyone here on Nathan Campus. The herd of Americans I had been searching for live there along with the beach that I want to wake up to every day.

This weekend I am heading back to Byron Bay for 'Splendour in the Grass' festival. Me, Siobhan and Tim are hiring a camper-van (200 bucks each OUCCCCH), driving down and doing some volunteering work in order to gain a wristband. Hopefully it'll be sunny so whilst I am moaning and picking up litter I'll be catching a tan. Knowing Brisbane and it's temperamental mood swings at the moment it will probably rain. It's all part of the fun! That 200 bucks just on a camper-van is bugging me though, so yesterday I gave out a bunch of CVs and fingers crossed something will come of it.

CLASS HAS BEGUN.

Being the new kid sucks and is such an odd feeling. It's like you have a bug on your face and nobody wants to come near you, apart from the brave few. Gradually people start to talk to you and ask questions which makes everything a lot easier, rather than standing there looking like billy no mates.

It seems Australian Theatre has this huge battle with itself about identity and self discovery. To me it seems a bit over the top and to be honest I reckon they should just get on with it and make some cool theatre. There was a lot of 'new country' talk and 'we hate Britain' comments, awkward when I began to speak in a British accent.

I guess this is all part of the challenge when you study abroad, and I'm hoping in the long run it'll pay off. 13 weeks of lectures to go, then I'm free to do whatever I want. For now, it's 8.20 am and I need to catch the bus to my 'writing for performance' lecture. To go and be the kid with the bug on her face again.

See ya