I just had a pretty amazing birthday weekend. I got to do all the fun stuff that you actually want to do on your birthday on Saturday- in particular the b/f and I went to the Aquarium and I filled up my new phone's memory in about 15 minutes, with photos and videos of all the fishies and stuff. I was a bit disappointed with the cuttle fish this time- it was a bit cold and just sat in the back corner of it's tank not doing anything. Last time I went there were 3 jumping around all over the place, changing colour every couple of seconds and justbeing all squiggly and cute. I think their faces look like vaginas (yes, tentacley vaginas) so what's not to love?!?! There were also cute little puffer fish, and weedy seadragons. Seahorses and cuttlefish are my favouritest things to look out for when I'm diving, so being able to just sit in front of the tank and watch them without running out of air at all is a close second best to actually being able to swim with them
I also got to see the giant squid, and the sharkies, and the cute little freshwater turtles. And the scorpionfish, and all the different jellies!!
I also had my party on Saturday night, so went out and with the help of the b/f's wallet, got a new speaker for my !pod, so there'd be a stereo at my party.
God that's hot!! Lookie! On top are two cds I got for birthday pressies, which were another source of happiness. My party was awesome, and we all stuffed ourselves on party pies, sausage rolls, fairy bread, chocolate crackles and honey joys. YUM!!! And then we played pass the parcel (thanks J!) and had ice cream or chocolate ripple cake, and then there were lolly bags I handed out at the end. The only downside to the night was when one of my friendship groups kind of exploded because G decided to tell A that she likes him, after 2 months of mooning and depressing and stressing over it, and telling me to back the hell off in the meantime. Rar. Anyway, A has a not-quite-g/f that he's working on, which means G waited 2 months too long. And then everyone was upset at various people and rumours were flying all over the place, then someone told A that I wasn't over him (I guess they were hallucinating from an overdose on red cordial or something by that stage). RAR.
See the bestest present I got all night:
Thanks Angus!!!!
On Sunday, my actual birthday, I went out of breakfast with my Dad (cafe in Kensington), lunch with my Mum, Brother, Grandma, Aunt R and 2 cousins, to a south american restraunt on Lygon St, where I got another cake...
Yay girlyness!!! I guess no one now would believe that I had a hate campaign against the colour pink for a good number of my, well, childhood years. (like, from 10-22 years old). *eep*
For birthday dinner I went out with the b/f to a japanese restraunt in south melbourne, which was really nice. They had seats cut into the floors, and the food was really really good, and I got to drink most of a bottle of wine by myself, cos I wasn't the one driving
After such awesome weekend, this week has felt a bit flat- I've been working (filing, sorting, menial shite) for the last 2 days, and tomorrow I get to go get my next rabies shot (YAY!!!). On top of that, I just got an email from my honours supervisor saying that if I transfer to doing a PhD at Deakin, I may not get any funding anyway gos its not a top GO8 university, and may become a teaching only university if the government cuts their research funding, which means that my project will fall through and I am so ANGRY at that idea it's just unbelievable. I finally worked my ass off for 4 years to get a project with an animal I love, in a context I'm really interested in, with a supervisor that thinks it's a good idea, and the government is possibly going to stop that from happening, by taking funding away from Deakin because it's not in the top 8. Not because the research is useless or uninteresting, but beacuse of um... i don't know? And I can't just enrol at Monash to do the project because John can't just go "oh, well I think I'll move to Monash" because there has to be a job opening for him to do that, which there isn't. Which means his research may be about to suffer and my Phd may not get off the ground at this point. AAAAAAAARRRRGH!!!! I don't know if UTAS is a top8 university, but they send people to Antarctica regularly, so maybe we'll be able to um, liase with them to continue to get some seal research funding a round about way.
*crosses fingers*
I also got to see the giant squid, and the sharkies, and the cute little freshwater turtles. And the scorpionfish, and all the different jellies!!
I also had my party on Saturday night, so went out and with the help of the b/f's wallet, got a new speaker for my !pod, so there'd be a stereo at my party.
God that's hot!! Lookie! On top are two cds I got for birthday pressies, which were another source of happiness. My party was awesome, and we all stuffed ourselves on party pies, sausage rolls, fairy bread, chocolate crackles and honey joys. YUM!!! And then we played pass the parcel (thanks J!) and had ice cream or chocolate ripple cake, and then there were lolly bags I handed out at the end. The only downside to the night was when one of my friendship groups kind of exploded because G decided to tell A that she likes him, after 2 months of mooning and depressing and stressing over it, and telling me to back the hell off in the meantime. Rar. Anyway, A has a not-quite-g/f that he's working on, which means G waited 2 months too long. And then everyone was upset at various people and rumours were flying all over the place, then someone told A that I wasn't over him (I guess they were hallucinating from an overdose on red cordial or something by that stage). RAR.
See the bestest present I got all night:
Thanks Angus!!!!
On Sunday, my actual birthday, I went out of breakfast with my Dad (cafe in Kensington), lunch with my Mum, Brother, Grandma, Aunt R and 2 cousins, to a south american restraunt on Lygon St, where I got another cake...
Yay girlyness!!! I guess no one now would believe that I had a hate campaign against the colour pink for a good number of my, well, childhood years. (like, from 10-22 years old). *eep*
For birthday dinner I went out with the b/f to a japanese restraunt in south melbourne, which was really nice. They had seats cut into the floors, and the food was really really good, and I got to drink most of a bottle of wine by myself, cos I wasn't the one driving
After such awesome weekend, this week has felt a bit flat- I've been working (filing, sorting, menial shite) for the last 2 days, and tomorrow I get to go get my next rabies shot (YAY!!!). On top of that, I just got an email from my honours supervisor saying that if I transfer to doing a PhD at Deakin, I may not get any funding anyway gos its not a top GO8 university, and may become a teaching only university if the government cuts their research funding, which means that my project will fall through and I am so ANGRY at that idea it's just unbelievable. I finally worked my ass off for 4 years to get a project with an animal I love, in a context I'm really interested in, with a supervisor that thinks it's a good idea, and the government is possibly going to stop that from happening, by taking funding away from Deakin because it's not in the top 8. Not because the research is useless or uninteresting, but beacuse of um... i don't know? And I can't just enrol at Monash to do the project because John can't just go "oh, well I think I'll move to Monash" because there has to be a job opening for him to do that, which there isn't. Which means his research may be about to suffer and my Phd may not get off the ground at this point. AAAAAAAARRRRGH!!!! I don't know if UTAS is a top8 university, but they send people to Antarctica regularly, so maybe we'll be able to um, liase with them to continue to get some seal research funding a round about way.
*crosses fingers*
Happy belated birthday... Sounds like you had a good one anyways! Pity about the funding issue though... Perhaps a SG telethon?
And you get 10 points for saying you dont dig footy players... Kudos for you!