Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Hello again.

I regret not blogging for the rest of few the months I was in SF. Maybe because it just seemed so normal to me after a while. I settled into day to day life there and forgot I had a life back here. Well, now that I'm back, I've learnt to adjust. Looking back, I had a great time though. But it's time to move on. On the up side, I got to enjoy it and really immerse myself into it, instead of wasting time writing. I miss writing every few days and just blogging though. It feels good to blog and to look back on posts. So I'm going to try and start it again. Hopefully, I'll still have things to write about; things that will keep you entertained and things you will want to read. Or, if not, I'll just write to keep myself entertained.

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x

I really contemplated changing my blog name to Thongsareforbutt now that I'm back in Aus... buttttttttt....
(Oitnb season 2 is over. Should I still use that sign-off...?)

Monday, 17 February 2014

Meeting the parents








Shit went down last semester with my roommates (story's too long to share on this blog tho) so this semester we got a new one! And her name is Taylor. And she's pretty awesome- this time I'm not being forced to write this, unlike similar posts made in the past. She brought me along to have dinner with her mum on Wednesday, to a place called Pizza Orgasmica (luls). Besides the delicious, yet painfully bad titled pizzas, I also enjoyed the fact that they were showing the NBA game and the Olympics at the same time. It was the Warriors v Heat that night and I was overjoyed at the fact that I was there, in front of so many tvs, to watch it. Heat has always been my favourite team (its a childhood, family thing) and so I was rooting for them at the beginning despite the Warriors playing on the opposing side. For those of you who don't know, the Warriors are San Francisco's team. But 10 minutes in, I decided that I couldn't go against the city I love, and so I started rooting for the Warriors instead. The Warriors were behind at first, then we caught up by a lot. And we were about to win, but the scores were sooo close, and in the last 5 seconds, Lebron fucking scores a 3 pointer. And then we lost. I WAS SO FUCKING FRUSTRATED YOU HAVE NO IDEA. But okay, it was a great game nonetheless despite Lebron. God damn it. Why is he alive. I have such a love-hate relationship for him now I don't know what to do. 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x

Finding a placement

For one of my classes this semester, I have to volunteer a few hours per week at a mental health organisation. I was contacting a few different orgs, and one of them responded back saying they had a temporary volunteer opportunity for me over the weekend. It was a dance event for queer youth, and I was asked to help set-up and just help around at the event. So I jumped at the chance, thinking that maybe I could make some connections at the event, pull some strings, and maybe get a permanent volunteer placement with the organisation's mental health clinic. Although they still haven't responded (its been weeks now) it was still a worthwhile experience. 

I worked together with these two guys to make the balloon arch and it looked great. I also freaked out disproportionately because of the fact that it looked like the ones in American high school prom movies. I was squealing in my head about it LOL. One of the guys I was working with had visibly deep cuts on his arm which made me so sad to see. So much to say about this topic but I won't delve into it here. 

This was the dance floor after we decorated it and set everything up. The theme was fairytale masquerade (I..don't know. Someone told me it was Disney related?) IT WAS SO MAGICAL. Everyone was so fabulous it was cray. 

I'd throw my rainbow-crusted pie for you,
Emma
x

Prepare for much cheese



A few weeks ago, my good friend Wendy left to Sydney to study abroad at UTS. We were having a kickback at Kevin and Greg's house, and we decided to skype her since we hadn't talked to her as a big group since she had landed in Sydney. I just wanted to share these photos with you all because look how amazing she is, wrapped in her fucking American flag, drinking Jack daniels (I think?) Anyway the point of this post is that sometimes you meet people for a brief moment in your life but they affect you in ways you don't really expect. OCEANS MAY SEPARATE US BUT THE TURNT IS STILL STRONG.
Someone asked us once who Wendy would be if she was a pokemon, 
I don't know if Wendy reads my blog (if so hi weedy!!) 
On the surface level you are like a derpy ass wobbuffett, 
but on the inside you are definitely a raging moltres. 
Miss you heaps :( 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x




Monday, 10 February 2014

One step closer to a heartattack






Much food porn.
I put my $20 gift card for Cheesecake Factory to good use. 
Twas great. 
I think it's slight-to-near impossible to not gain weight in America 
Spent like, a good 20 minutes deciding which cheesecake to get. 
Food therapy is a real phenomenon. 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x


Sunday, 2 February 2014

Winter Break Posts: Scavenger Hunt

















So just before school started, IEEC hosted a scavanger hunt around the city. This included going around the city and taking photos of ourselves in front of things around the city, and checking places/things off of a checklist. Needless to say, because we were awesome, we won. And we each got a $20 card to Cheesecake factory :ooo. Our photo of a piece of artwork with all of the different number plates for each state got us 50 points (one for each state) so we ended up with a high as fuck score.  
~ Navigating the city with a bunch of crazies holding a piece of blue paper ~ 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x

PS. There's gonna be less posts since I've pretty much been everywhere (no more tourist status) but keep checking! I WANNA MAKE 10k VIEWS 

Monday, 20 January 2014

Winter break posts: Best spot on campus





I dont think there's a better spot anywhere. 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x


Winter Break Posts: Shenanigans

The day started off with Fisherman's wharf. Alex was late so I went to check out the sea lions at the end of the wharf. I hadn't seen any there before but there were masses upon masses of sealions just sunbathing on the floats. They stunk like shit and also made lots of noise. But they looked at ease and like they were enjoying themselves. I don't think a life as a sea lion would be half bad. They're the furry couch potatoes of the ocean.
Once Alex arrived, we went to rent two bikes from Blazing Saddles near the wharf. We cycled between crowds of people and cars, along Fort Mason, until we reached the bike path where we cycled next to the water with a view of the bridge.  





It was probably 24~26 degrees that day and I felt so happy just to be able to bask in the sun for a bit, knowing that it was San Francisco. Here are the pretty views we came across as we cycled towards the Golden Gate bridge. 











I just love how many different points you can see the city from and how it looks so different every time. There were quite a few uphill points towards the bridge. I nearly died but when we made it, I was unproportionately giddy. 



Then we cycled on the east side of the bridge to Sausalito. For future reference, always stick to the right side of the bridge. I discovered why San Franciscans are so friendly. Its because all the angry, blood-boiling locals are too busy cycling their rage away near the Golden Gate bridge. 



When we finally got to Sausalito, we enjoyed the view of the city from Vista Point. 





Then we cycled down a series of hills (It was soooooo fun) to reach the town part of Sausalito. Even though its still part of San Francisco, and just across the bridge, Sausalito felt like an entirely different place. The streets were clean, there were fancy boutiques everywhere, the buildings looked so quaint and refined- it was definitely a change of scene. 









By this point, we were both starving from all the cycling. So we walked around the town and we found a little fish and chip shop near the other side of the piers. 



After lunch/arvo tea, we went to a Starbucks and hung out till the sun started to set. Then we walked out towards the water and waited. And took hella photos. 

















We had two choices to get back to San Francisco. Either take a ferry from Sausalito, or take a ferry from Belvedere Cove, which would have been another 2-3 hours worth of cycling away; or cycle back to San francisco via the bridge (the way we came from). The ferry cost money so we were a bit reluctant to take it. But the journey back the way we came would've been all uphill (gigantic hills at that)... so, we decided to take the ferry. We could've cycled to Belvedere Cove, but that would've taken too much time too if we wanted to check out the rest of Sausalito. So we decided to catch the ferry from Sausalito and to explore Belvedere Cove another day. 
Here's the view from the ferry back to the ferry building in SF. 











We cycled back to Fisherman's wharf from the ferry building, and returned the bikes to an afterhours garage. It required a lot of effort to return but at last, we figured it out with two other girls who were equally as lost as us. 
It was already 9 or 10 by the time we finished with the bike. We went to Applebee's at the wharf and had a really really good dinner (and it was so cheap ah someone take me back. I lurv steak) 



If that wasn't a great enough day, after dinner, we went to explore the sea caves at Ocean Beach. We didn't know where they were, but we knew the approximate location. So we went venturing with a small torch, and gathered some fire wood along the way. We didn't know where the entrance to the cave was, and at one point, Alex was so freaked out he thought there was a man in a white suit standing outside the entrance of the cave. It turned out to be a giant rock. And it wasn't even the entrance to the cave. The entrance was actually marked with visibly noticeable graffiti so we found it in the end. We didn't know how deep the cave was either, or whether animals/ hobos lived in it. So we chucked some of the wood far into the cave and waited to see if anything would run out at us. I don't want to admit this but it was pretty scary. But anything scary makes things more exciting. We walked into the cave to discover that it was actually much smaller than we thought it was. And it was beautiful; filled with graffiti, and the perfect size to start a small bonfire. 



We had a few beers, and just chilled out next to the fire. 





After that we took the empty bottles, and threw them against the rocks.
 It was so satisfying, hearing the sound of the glass shattering against the hard stone. By then it was 2am in the morning. 

I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
x

Also, I took so many great snapchat videos that night, but they all deleted themselves because I didn't have 4g. I hate snapchat.