trapped by a turkey

so i've spent most of yesterday and today at home getting some studying in.
this morning, i was peacefully reviewing over type I and type II diabetes (and minding my own business of course) when a TURKEY WALKED INTO MY ROOM!

i kid you not.
it COMPLETELY caught me off guard. i freaked like a little school girl and shooed it away.
i thought that would be the end of that but apparently not. the turkey keeps loitering around my doorway.

i'm scared... and now my door is closed. :(

surf and sun...

Just got home from my surfing weekend.
I had a WICKED time.
We went down to this place called coolangatta. it is on border of queensland and new south wales on the eastern coast. The beach was so gorgeous.



For $130 we got two 2-hour lessons, full equipment rental, 2 nights of accommodation and 2 continental breakfasts. Not too shabby… not too shabby at all.



Unfortunately I don’t have any action shots. But this is the all of us at the end of our second lesson.


l→r: kim, laura, tricia, susan, craig, victoria, sarah, Miguel (our instructor) and me!

who are all these people? Tricia and susan are my classmates. Laura is a friend from Toronto studying law at UQ. Kim is her roommate. Craig is kim’s boyfriend. Victoria is kim’s cousin from germany. She is here on exchange for a semester. Sarah is victoria’s friend. Also from germany.

in the mornings when the moon was still up,


we got up to catch the sunrise. It was quite nice.


We even had an aussie-style bbq. What’s so special about an aussie bbq? Well you know how back home we have bbq grills in parks where you can bring your own coal and have a bbq? Well here in oz, there are little stations with electrical barbies (bbqs). Just push a button and voila! you’ve got a huge frying pan!



And of course, we had the obligatory sausage sizzles.



Unfortunately the weather was not terribly cooperative.
But it did give us a beautiful rainbow.



As mentioned, coolangatta sits on the border of queensland and new south wales.


QUEENSLAND!


NEW SOUTH WALES!

How was the surfing itself?
It was great. It was a lot easier than I expected. I stood up on several occasions and caught some good waves.
The tricky thing is timing. Standing up isn’t so tough. It’s the paddling and knowing when to stand.
I’ve even got some battle wounds to show for my 2 days of hard surfing.


You normally wear a rash guard (when your skins rubs against the surf board it can easily get irritated). But the rash guards they had for us were short sleeves.

That’s a wrap!
I’ll try and post again before I fly off to Sydney on Wednesday morning.

TGIT! thank god it's THURSDAY!

woohoo!
it's the weekend. long weekend. not only that, it's AVCC week next week. what's AVCC? it's the australian vice-chancellor's committee. and why is this so special? well there are no classes during AVCC week. why? i don't know and i don't really care! my next class isn't until the 16th!
woohoo!

so what am i going to do with my well-deserved and long-awaited week off?
i've got a ton planned.
to kick things off, bruno and aj are holding an easter bash tonight.
bright and early tomorrow i'm off to the coast for a few days of surf and sun. some REAL surf. we've booked ourselves for some surf lessons. can't wait!
i'm back in brisbane on monday and will re-charge my batteries for a couple of days. i know how silly that sounds... recharging my batteries after 3 days of nothing but R&R on the beach. but hey... surfing and tanning is hard work!
wednesday morning i'm off to sydney! yay! i'll take in some of the sights and sounds, grab some korean food, see some friends...
i'm grinning ear to ear as i post this! :D
enjoy your week! i know i sure will!

bagels...

During my high school years my standard lunch was a toasted bagel with cream cheese, a Royal Gala apple (not just any apple, ALWAYS a ROYAL GALA apple) and a juice box. As a matter of fact, that was the standard lunch throughout my university years too.

Growing up, I was so sick and tired of bagels. We always had a dozen bagels in our breadbasket. i used to despise bagels. when I would question my mom as to why we ate so many bagels my mom would kid that my dad was part jewish. We were Korean-Jews and bagels were a natural part of our daily diet. :D

I have not had a bagel since I’ve arrived in Brisbane.
And it’s weird but there are moments when I crave a warm toasted bagel with soft cream cheese. Perhaps with a nice tall glass of orange juice.
I’ve looked for bagels at the supermarket. I’ve looked for bagels at the local bakery. *shakes head* not much luck.
I’ve questioned a local brissie (a person from Brisbane) classmate as to where all the bagels were. Her response was: “ah, you north americans are always looking for your bagels!”
Apparently bagels are a bit of a novelty item here. You can only find them in special shops and bakeries. This makes me want a bagel even more. Oh, how fickle my stomach and taste buds are.

well i am korean-CANADIAN so...

congratulations to you, mr. brent hayden.
you have finally pulled us out of our 21-year drought of world gold medals.
it's about time!