For those living in the great southern land that is Australia, you will be more than aware that Summer is right around the corner (5 days in fact).
Living in Canberra, I found (here at least) Summer has come up out of the blue - or maybe, out of the clouds; so all of a sudden I find myself not totally prepared for the Summer weather ahead.
Knowing Australia - it's going to be a hot one.
And knowing me - I'm going to hate every second of it.
It's hard to think it's been Spring for almost three months now. It sure doesn't feel like it. People in Canberra would know, Spring was a funny one this year. At first, we had a bout of Spring early in the season. Warm, warm weather; a great change for the miserable and (thankfully) rainy Winter.
Then it got cold again. Very cold. People who'd packed away their jackets, jeans, gloves and beanies fished them back out of their closets. But not for long.
All of a sudden, it was starting to look like Spring again. Shirts and skirts, hats and shorts came out in abundance; perfect when Floriade was on. We shone (literally) for tourists who travelled here, and put the spark back into the locals.
Have you guessed it yet? Yep, then it got dark again. It started to rain...
I'd just like to say, as an Aussie, who has been living in drought for most of her life (I think anyway) rain - no matter what season - is greatly welcome. We never get enough rain around here, and when we do it's usually too heavy and the ground is too dry to absorb the water. So I was a very happy duck, to see it raining for a lot of our Winter.
Where was I? Oh yes, Winter seemed to be back - and in the middle of October. Basically, as soon as we got some warm weather, Winter came back with a vengeance.
So to my surprise, when I looked at the weather bureau I was stunned to see 32 degrees on today's forecast (Celsius, not Fahrenheit to my overseas readers). I was even more stunned to realise Summer is only 5 days away. Holy moly, we've only just received a good batch of Spring.
To my last point in my intro. Now, I know some of you would be thinking that Summer is the best season. Who couldn't love Summer? Sun, surf, sand, hot bodies walking around, ice-cream, swimming, BBQ's, tennis, cricket, picnics...the list goes on.
Well for one - I don't live near a beach; so that gets rid of surf and sand. I also don't have a pool; get rid of swimming.
Hot bods walking around - true; but it means I need to shed clothing myself, and even though I'm not repulsive, I am filled with insecurities beyond anything.
BBQ's = mossies. Need I say more?
I will raise my glass to the return of tennis and cricket though. Been watching Australia Vs South Africa - good to have those sports back on tellie.
And so in a quick conclusion - what have we learnt? Summer in Australia is hot. Daydreamer is also not ready for the hotness ahead. If you are overseas and getting ready for the Winter season; raise a hot chocolate for me - Winter I will miss you. Bring out the sunscreen everybody.
Oh, and I do love ice-cream. Yum.
Last week was my last week of Uni classes.
I couldn't believe I've been a Uni student for a whole year! The year has seemed to go so fast.
It's also been a year, since the end of year 12.
I can't deny, I was sad to see that place go, and as my brother still goes there; I'm a bit jealous. But I am glad I'm not a college student any more. The freedom and world that is Uni is such an amazing experience, so I'm sad that classes are over.
Two major assignment were handed in yesterday, and the last thing I need to do, is an exam I have later in the week.
And then that's it.
Till next year anyway.
Three months away.
And this is why I'm so sad. It hasn't really hit yet - but because I'm lame and don't have a social life; I don't know what I'm going to do with myself for three months! Now, my Mum would say "get a job, you slacker," but I really couldn't be bothered. And who wants to work in retail anyway?
So I guess it would be a good time to rev up the blog posts, get this thing up and running again and start paying real attention to it.
So I'm sending you a challenge to anyone who stumbles past this blog.
From next week, I'll start to look at this regularily.
If there is anything you want me to blog about; let me know and I'll do it.
Got a movie or book you want to share? A serious issue you want brought attention to? Or something tremendously silly - I'll blog about it.
So just met me know.
Or alternatively, check out my older blog posts. Some of them are actually good.
Been A while, I know.
And really, I shouldn't be writing anything now (I have a ton of work to do, it's not even funny, and today I set myself the task of working my little butt off, but then I was confused about this thing and was trying to figure it out and by the end of the day, I still haven't got anywhere.)
Whoa, what a long bracket sentence *my bad*
Also, this will be really informal - all the essays I've been doing, plus my writing, plus uni's writing...arg!
I'm amazed the first thing I want to do is write more!
But I feel bad for neglecting this poor little thing; with small posts, little views and no comments or followers. *Why do I have a blog again?*
The topic of today's post is a congratulatory one.
Today my parents celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary. *cheers, Champaign popping, glasses tinkering* - you know that kind of noise.
I'm so proud of my parents and lucky to have them. Growing up, (at one stage) all of my friendship group's parents were divorced and they lived with their mums. They also never, or very little, saw their dads.
I'm grateful, that my parents are very much in love (ew, OK, don't want to think about that.)
So today, it was sad to see Mum trodding off to work early this morning, while Dad stayed home (he's "sick.") Actually, no really he is; you'll be glad to know that he's getting better *I think it's the alcohol*
They spent the day apart. Mum rang earlier today, and they talked on the phone for hours *glad to know Mum's actually working*
And when she got home, they opened champagne and have been celebrating ever since.
And it's only 6pm.
We're staying home and take away will be arriving shortly (something special, like Indian; not the run of the mill Maccas or anything ew.)
So, basically; congrats to Mummy and Daddy - and I hope in another 20 years, you guys are just as happy. *But hopefully, I wont still be living in the same house*
Oh dear God - did I just jinx myself?
