Say, "Melbourne." Come on, it's hilarious.

So yesterday was interesting.

We woke up early as usual because none of us can shake off the jet lag, and Ilana, Ashley and I decided to do water aerobics. It was fantastic. It was the three of us an a bunch of old sassy ladies. At first I didn't think it would do much exercise-wise, but after a while I could feel the burn. They make you wear weights around your waist so you don't drown in the deep end, and it feels like you're moonwalking every time you make a move. My favorite part of the whole experience was when one of the old guys introduced me to his friend Jeffrey and he said, "Nice to meet you, I'm the resident lifesaver." Priceless.

We got lunch at this amazing place called Lakeside Grill, where they take our dining plans. Then I tried to set up my webcam and opened it to realize that the CD-Rom was cracked. Bastards. I bought a new headset today so hopefully I can Skype soon. The girls went rock climbing after dinner, which isn't really my style, so I took a nap in the suite. I got ready to go out because there was a beach party at Don's and then buses were going to take us to Surfer's Paradise, and all of a sudden a monsoon hit the campus and all the drunk Aussies outside started running for cover. It's been raining so much here and ruining our plans, I'm getting kind of pissed about it.

I convinced Ilana and Abby to go to the beach party because Don's is literally across the way. It was so crowded there and everyone was WASTED, and not in a good way. We shuffled off into the smaller rooms and met a couple of Australian guys from Melbourne, which I guess you pronounce as "Mel-bin" because they made fun of us for pronouncing it wrong for a good 20 minutes.

We ended up hanging out with them for awhile, and it turned out to be really entertaining. Best two quotes of the night:

"If I were to visit America, I'd see New York City, Las Vegas, and Compton. Do they give tours there?"

and

"Don't mind my mate over there. All he knows about America is the New York Yankess, the Green Bay Packers, and Kool-Aid."

Other things I found out was that Australians think Boston is in the South, which I don't understand. The only American baseball team they know over here is the friggin Yankees, and one guy went so far as to start ranking on the Red Sox to me. I told him to shove it because he didn't know what he was talking about. He didn't like that too much.

Then one of the more annoying guys said, "Americans come over here and think they're the best. Which maybe they are." Weirdest statement I've ever heard, and I don't really know what to think of it, but I think it sums up the feelings that most Australians have. They don't really like America but they're so influenced by us that they can't completely hate.

Ugggggh it's been so gross outside. I guess rain around this time of year is really rare. I'm going down to the pool in a bit or maybe the hot tub. Tonight we're going to this really cute area of town called Market Square to go to dinner and get drinks. It's a newly built grouping of really posh bars and restaurants, so hopefully that will be fun. I've been slacking on the pictures so maybe I'll take some tonight if I'm feeling frisky. Cheers!