I have finally found a place. I'm now a resident in a student hall in Canberra. How great it feels. I finally have a place to rest my head. There are people of all walks and I must admit I look forward to meeting some of them. My 2 day search for Thai people year has come up fuitless; however, I think the future attempts may offer a little more.
My room is snug as a bug, with a basin and hot running water, bed in the corner and heaps of space for me to put my stuff. There is wireless internet downstairs and a monsterous kitchen to house around 100 people cooking at the same time.
Great experience, so far.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Getting closer to understanding
I had the strangest and most rewarding experience the other night. The Bar was open and I was taking advantage of it; Chatting on the PC and simply relaxing. All of the sudden, a lady comes around asking interesting questions.
What a lady. I obviously began with my rant about how, exactly, it was I came to choose Chinese. She went on to tell me that it was the wrong decision. She herself, did the Thai degree that I had averted following my recent heart breaking experience. It was from then that we started discussing the little intricacies of "Mueng Thai". What a place, an amazing place, quite unique. The discussion was followed by dinner at her place and me staying there the night. Don't worry, no untoward business by any means.
Following my interesting (to say the least) experience, the night before, I decided to speak the coordinator for Thai. Ms Chintana is also an impressive person. She told me of the contacts she had in Thailand. We discussed further some of those intricacies and I was hooked. Money vs Satisfaction and pride. The choice was easy.
So, to cut a long story short, Thai is the language of the day. I'm sure this recent indecision will bring more concerned thoughts; however, I believe that I am on the right (ever changing) path. I have slung a token around my neck that has been sitting in the bottom of a bag for some time now. My love for the country has been restored, thanks to an eccentric Aussie of varying descriptions. This lady seems mad as a hatter, but I would like to say this now:
"What an amazing person. One of the more interesting people I have met, and surely one of the most inspirational"
Thanks.
What a lady. I obviously began with my rant about how, exactly, it was I came to choose Chinese. She went on to tell me that it was the wrong decision. She herself, did the Thai degree that I had averted following my recent heart breaking experience. It was from then that we started discussing the little intricacies of "Mueng Thai". What a place, an amazing place, quite unique. The discussion was followed by dinner at her place and me staying there the night. Don't worry, no untoward business by any means.
Following my interesting (to say the least) experience, the night before, I decided to speak the coordinator for Thai. Ms Chintana is also an impressive person. She told me of the contacts she had in Thailand. We discussed further some of those intricacies and I was hooked. Money vs Satisfaction and pride. The choice was easy.
So, to cut a long story short, Thai is the language of the day. I'm sure this recent indecision will bring more concerned thoughts; however, I believe that I am on the right (ever changing) path. I have slung a token around my neck that has been sitting in the bottom of a bag for some time now. My love for the country has been restored, thanks to an eccentric Aussie of varying descriptions. This lady seems mad as a hatter, but I would like to say this now:
"What an amazing person. One of the more interesting people I have met, and surely one of the most inspirational"
Thanks.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Beginning of O week. Soooo typical
As I would have expected, the beginning of O week, and I'm sitting in Union court by myself. Should I be expecting to meet many new friends? Well, of course not. Life is an eventful and unpredictable ride. I simply let things happen.
My time in Brisbane was more than rewarding. I met many friends and developed a fairly strong social circle. However, the ever intimidating event of meeting people during the purpose built O week seems to be beyond me at 10:30 in the morning.
I'm just looking forward to seeing some djs, that is, as long as it doesn't rain. Anyway, I'm not reading too much into it. I'm just bored because I don't have anyone to speak to. Some might say that sitting with a laptop in front of me and headphones pumping music isn't the greatest way of becoming acquainted with my new Uni.
My time in Brisbane was more than rewarding. I met many friends and developed a fairly strong social circle. However, the ever intimidating event of meeting people during the purpose built O week seems to be beyond me at 10:30 in the morning.
I'm just looking forward to seeing some djs, that is, as long as it doesn't rain. Anyway, I'm not reading too much into it. I'm just bored because I don't have anyone to speak to. Some might say that sitting with a laptop in front of me and headphones pumping music isn't the greatest way of becoming acquainted with my new Uni.
Friday, February 09, 2007
How strange and intrusive
Last night I visited a house to see about a room. As it turns out, they are great people, the rent is cheap, and the house is relatively close to ANU. However, I was offered a yard to camp in while my potential house mates were, let me say, inebriated. So now I am here in a house, by myself, feeling terribly inadequate. Dare I say they probably feel a little concerned for their worldly possessions, considering they only met me last night.
Truthfully, I think this is a great place. I could easily foresee myself living in an environment like this for some time to come. However, the unknown response is nauseating me somewhat. I'm sure things will work out. Worse comes to worst, I can simply go back to the camp ground.
There are many more potential tenants to go through the house though, and the thought is that there is surely someone more well suited than I. Paranoia sets in and a lack of confidence in my being builds. But I can see the illusion I place before me. I need not stress about whether or not I would be more well suited to this pseudo family.
Truthfully, I think this is a great place. I could easily foresee myself living in an environment like this for some time to come. However, the unknown response is nauseating me somewhat. I'm sure things will work out. Worse comes to worst, I can simply go back to the camp ground.
There are many more potential tenants to go through the house though, and the thought is that there is surely someone more well suited than I. Paranoia sets in and a lack of confidence in my being builds. But I can see the illusion I place before me. I need not stress about whether or not I would be more well suited to this pseudo family.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
4 Days in, lonely as hell
07/02/2007
The immensity of this heat is all encompassing. Today was enrolment for me and I have readied myself for a new year in uni. However, I feel like I am hanging in some sort of limbo. At the moment I am writing this entry from the laundry of the caravan park. The lack of air conditioning mixed with the unpredictable nature of moving to a city and living out of a tent is starting to take hold. Mind you, once the sun starts to go down and I build up the effort to throw some shorts on and go get something to eat. The heat is slowing me down, but I wont let that overwhelm me.
Tomorrows task is to find a place. I'll head into uni and take advantage of the air conditioning and free Internet. My mobile bill is going to sky rocket.
My previous impressions of Canberra were ill-informed and misled. As it turns out, there seems to be a lot of money here, and for such a small town, soooooo many people commuting around. The traffic to uni was nutz (it took me 25 minutes to travel about 7 kms). I have a feeling this place is going to grow on me. All I can say is that I look forward to Autumn.
The immensity of this heat is all encompassing. Today was enrolment for me and I have readied myself for a new year in uni. However, I feel like I am hanging in some sort of limbo. At the moment I am writing this entry from the laundry of the caravan park. The lack of air conditioning mixed with the unpredictable nature of moving to a city and living out of a tent is starting to take hold. Mind you, once the sun starts to go down and I build up the effort to throw some shorts on and go get something to eat. The heat is slowing me down, but I wont let that overwhelm me.
Tomorrows task is to find a place. I'll head into uni and take advantage of the air conditioning and free Internet. My mobile bill is going to sky rocket.
My previous impressions of Canberra were ill-informed and misled. As it turns out, there seems to be a lot of money here, and for such a small town, soooooo many people commuting around. The traffic to uni was nutz (it took me 25 minutes to travel about 7 kms). I have a feeling this place is going to grow on me. All I can say is that I look forward to Autumn.
First night in the small city (Our nations capital)
04/02/2007
I'm laying in my bed, hypothesising what the future may hold. Yet, I must retreat back to the feelings I had this morning, as I drove off into the distance. I have, once again, left "My Life" behind. Left those close and those special; however, the overwhelming feeling of accomplishment cannot be denied. I feel selfish, thinking that perhaps my decision should have considered other factors outside my own selfish interests.
So now, I find myself contemplating. I have said it time and time again; I'm a glutton for punishment, and my excitement is going to build. However, this change is far different from my previous move to Brisbane. It seems that Canberra is somewhat more sleepy than a move to the centre of Brisbane. I have spent the night driving around, and now my disorientation is mildly frustrating.
Ahhh well, I should have expected some confusion in the beginning, considering the random nature of my chaotic decision making process.
I'm laying in my bed, hypothesising what the future may hold. Yet, I must retreat back to the feelings I had this morning, as I drove off into the distance. I have, once again, left "My Life" behind. Left those close and those special; however, the overwhelming feeling of accomplishment cannot be denied. I feel selfish, thinking that perhaps my decision should have considered other factors outside my own selfish interests.
So now, I find myself contemplating. I have said it time and time again; I'm a glutton for punishment, and my excitement is going to build. However, this change is far different from my previous move to Brisbane. It seems that Canberra is somewhat more sleepy than a move to the centre of Brisbane. I have spent the night driving around, and now my disorientation is mildly frustrating.
Ahhh well, I should have expected some confusion in the beginning, considering the random nature of my chaotic decision making process.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
WOW
Jeez it's hot. I was so overwhelmed and excited to finally be in Canberra. Now, I'm just plain hot. I also don't have much time to write as I have payed 4 bucks for 30 mins. So tonight I am going to find free internet. I'm staying at the YHA for the night. Thoughts of being economical have gone out the window due to the heat and my lack of care for unpowered campsites tonight. Tomorrow is a different story, but for tonight it is good facilities and a double bed all to myself
Tomorrow is a big day. I have a room to check out, a meeting with the PM, some fireworks to explode and I'm staring in my own porn flick (jokes, jokes, jokes). But seriously, tomorrow is the start of something big, and from what I can gather, I may be living in a tent for a little while longer than I first expected. It turns out there is an accomodation shortage in this dang territory.
Anyways, gots to post before my time runs out.
Catcha
Tomorrow is a big day. I have a room to check out, a meeting with the PM, some fireworks to explode and I'm staring in my own porn flick (jokes, jokes, jokes). But seriously, tomorrow is the start of something big, and from what I can gather, I may be living in a tent for a little while longer than I first expected. It turns out there is an accomodation shortage in this dang territory.
Anyways, gots to post before my time runs out.
Catcha
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