HI GRANNY AND GRANDPA! Hello to the rest of the family too: Jules, Adie, Ricky, Louisa, Papa! So nice to have skype dinner session with you guys... Love you all.
I'll start with the topic of the day: Procrastination. Story of my life these days...
Concentration (on school) is hopeless when you have so many other “important” tasks to conquer: swimming, cooking, skyping, gazing blankly into space… You know how it goes. Last night, I was determined to finish my paper. I even left movie night early! I was sitting in front of the computer starting perplexedly at the screen full of tiny words that I had already plonked into the Microsoft Word template… body paragraph… conclusion… site…your…sources…
AH! Need distraction! At that exact moment, my roommate, Bianca (who will now be referred to as Roomie, because that is how she is known to me) entered the room. Another young man trailed her. What impeccable timing… saving me from being fully engulfed by my tedious, mind-numbing, monotonous, and unexciting work.
I quickly learned that Damien (nickname: Sewelly (you should understand by now that everyone in Australia has a nick name…along with every location, noun, verb, etc…)) was an Australian boy from Brisbane, who Roomie had met travelling around Ecuador last year. He was down in Melbourne for some work and was staying in a very posh hotel just down the road from here called “The Raddison”.
Post tea, cookies, chocolate and chats, I decided it was time for me to get back to my essay (I know, family, you are proud of me for my studious ways...). So I closed the wall (we have a retracting wall in our room; it is divided into two sides and if you want privacy, you can close your wall) and began to look at the screen once again...
"Roomie, you want to come to the Radisson and get room service and take a spa with us?" Roomie said to me... (We call each other roomie)
She then informed me that we could put the room service on Sewelly's company card. Sewelly said we could spend the night because he had a HUGE bed and he would drive us back in the morning. Now, tell me... What do you think I did? What would YOU have done?
We arrived at the Raddison around 12:30 AM. The concierge looked a little puzzled at our unbalanced ratio: Two girls and one guy.
"Is the spa open?" Sewelly asked the man at the front desk who then proceeded to shoot a dirty look at Roomie and I, then back to Sewelly.
"It closes at 11," He stated, glanced back at us, "my apologies."
So hysterical!
We headed up to the room feeling like rebellious royalty. We opened the door to find, yes, a massive bed about three times the size of the ones that we were used to sleeping in at RMIT village. Roomie and I jumped onto the bed and sprawled out, fully appreciating its dimensions. After pillow fights, tea and more chatting, it was time for room service.
Here's Roomie and Sewelly deciding between the Filet Mignon and the Escargot.
No, I'm just kidding! But we did get a bottle of 30 dollar champagne and a plate of dips with pita bread... mmm, LUXURY! haha
Here's Roomie and I with the goods:
We popped the cork (CELEBRATION!) and started our feast. We compared travel stories, our dream lives, and ideal partners. Good, sophisticated fun. Once two o'clock rolled around, we all decided it was time to go to bed.
"SHOTGUN MIDDLE!" Sneaky Sewelly... haha, probably the best call though. The middle would have been the ideal spot for any guy, I'm sure. We all piled into the bed: Myself on the left, Sewelly in the middle and Roomie on the right. For three in a bed, it was ridiculously comfortable.
That's the end... Oh, and by the way, I got up earlyish this morning to study, so don't you worry, family, I will finish my essay. Now, I should really be getting back to it... This blog writing has really proved to support my procrastination. Back to the drawing board!
X's and O's
-Mir
yous a big ho
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