I know you do get some juicy news from me through random Facebook/Messenger encounters, but I thought I should introduce you to my crowd here since you know some of them (that's right SEA has invaded the place) or hopefully will get to meet them someday (that goes out to all of you! I think I convinced half of them to come visit me in Montreal some time soon).
So first of all, my housemates:
Sophie who made me rediscover Coca Cola.
Sophie, a Kiwi from Auckland, likes: cats and making cat noises in the most random moments, Sid Vicious' poetry, Nutella toasts, anything that's leopard-printed, the cinemateque guy who was dressed up as a kamikaze for our first party (theme: Beyond the Grave, famous or not so famous dead people).
Sophie who made me rediscover Coca Cola.
Sophie, a Kiwi from Auckland, likes: cats and making cat noises in the most random moments, Sid Vicious' poetry, Nutella toasts, anything that's leopard-printed, the cinemateque guy who was dressed up as a kamikaze for our first party (theme: Beyond the Grave, famous or not so famous dead people).
Breakfast in the yard. Elise who makes me scream and laugh everytime she walks down the corridor, her hands wide opened in front of her eyes like that kid-eating monster in Pan's Labyrinth.
Elise, a true Melbourne-bred sheila from a "fuuuully-siK-mate" (with a Greek-Australian accent) ghetto near the airport, likes: cleaning the bathroom (yesss! how great is it to have a flatmate who can clean?!) while singing Indonesian rock tunes (she speaks bahasa indonesia fluently), making our windows (and probably that 93 years-old Italian neighbour who secretly waters her plants at night) shake to the sound of her electric guitar or her drums, pretending to be a ninja on a commando in between the lounge and the kitchen, puns with my nickname.
Elise with hair, and Sophie (at Comfy Chairs to celebrate Elise's success with the speech she gave at the local library on Indonesian diversity )
On the way BACK from Comfy Chairs
Elise's trademark (Elena dancing in the background just before that Croatian guy with the cap spilled all his beer on her)
Annur, Elise with no more hair and Sophie, on the bus. Josh who changes my life at least once every two weeks when he brings back some eye-opening discussion topics from his radical feminism class.
Josh, a guy from Perth in Western Australia, likes: listening to the Scissor Sisters, with the volume to the max!, when he wakes up at like 1-2pm, "Let's get smashed and watch Spice Girls movies" nights with his sister Brooke and a couple of bottles of Grand Marnier, Malibu and Bailey's, the classics of English literature which he reads up to 4 am while eating instant noodles, cowboy hats.
Josh, on a mission to pour beer after our third jug. House night out to go see the show...
...of this amazing girl called Hazel Brown (second from left) who does somekind of folkish soulish music. The second guy on the left is the tall red-haired classmate of mine who plays trompet with her and her band.
Then you have Annur (does my favorite Indo girl need any introduction?) and her hipster friends. I sadly don't get to spend time with her so much apart when we're out with the whole bunch but I'll certainly try to do so before I leave. We're just so busy, it's hard to set a time aside to catch up which we haven't really done... But hey, we're going to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah together next week, so that's a start. A late one but still...
Me drunk Jesus with beard falling in my wine, you drunk Mao dancing the night away... (first Warburton party)
L-t-r: Random Dutch backpacker, Mercia and boyfriend Jim, another random Ducth backpacker, Georgina, Jess, Sav...all Annur's friends at this outdoor shortfilm festival called Tropfest.
Annur and Soph, also at Tropfest
Ingram, Annur, Sophie, Elise and one of Sophie's friends visiting from NZ at a concert in some "in" pub.
Actually, I've been mostly hanging out with those I like to call Ze German Mafia...
yeah, I know, Germans, who would have thought?!
yeah, I know, Germans, who would have thought?!
A little bit older and loads of fun, there's Elena who's a modern dancer and a self-avowed man-eater who shares a love for Animal Orchestra's lattes and there's Jorn who's just published a book about travelling and working in Australia and who can do Michael Jackson's moonwalk (respect!). Robert, also a soon-to-be thirty Berlin exchange student, is a passionate guy who just loves political discussions (during when he always become a worrying shade of red-purple) and who's got the thickest German accent I've heard in my life. Finally, there's Sabine, the antithesis of the Western Europeans that sometimes do get on my nerves with their attitudes, who is this amazingly humble, funny and quietly funky drama student from Nuremberg. These are the core members, but apart from me, Francisco, the Chilean dude, Seicho, the Japanese, and Ravin, this chilled Kiwi guy, all exchange students, have also become authorized foreign members of the mafia and are regulars to our group outings and Wednesday lunch time pik-niks on the Uni's sunny South Lawn.
L-t-r: Sabine, Elena, me,Sally (Elena's flatmate), Seicho, Robert, Francisco... at a kind of theme park set up for this festival called Moomba (this city is just soooo amazingly happening!).
Elena and Jorn, grabbing dinner in front of Queen Victoria market during their summer evening fairs (I miss those, they were cool...)
Jorn and Boris in our front yard.
Robert and Sabine losing it on the dance floor at Saint-Jerome's.
Now I'm losing it too...
Jorn and Sabine, that same night.
Tom (Francisco's funny Chinese flatmate), a random waiter, Francisco and Seicho, same eventful night.
Risotto and gossiping session at Elena's
Girls' night out at Black Cat...actually, not! Sang was there
Finally, I also became quite involved with the Melbourne UWC bunch (sorry non-UWCers, you might want to skip that one), taking part in the selection process and all…
It’s not a huge network, but a great one I must say.
I met them through Pablo, a Chilean Pearson alumnus, whom I contacted when I went to Chile. He replied to me that he wasn’t in Santiago but in Melbourne to complete his Master’s in Educational Policies. So after communicating over Internet for a month, I finally met him along with other PC alumni: Australian Michelle, who graduated just a year before us and Paul, an Ecuadorian fashion design teacher who lived a few years in Montreal and speaks French fluently. I also met Australian American-West UWCers Jeremy and Gabi, a Jewish Australian of Argentinian origins but born in Venezuela who works in Melbourne as at IT consultant between trips to Thailand. A few LPC alumni : Mark, from Hong Kong, who’s a doctor and enthusiastic salsa dancer and Stratos, an Australian of Greek ancestry, who works for his parents’ business while completing a degree in engineering. I also met Peter, who went to SEA like twenty-five years ago. He's a great man, now an editor for one of the main newspaper here, The Age, and he had Dr.Underwood as a History teacher (hahahhaa...he said to me: "He was a very funny man, but not everyone got his humour"...hahaha, oh man I miss Doctor Underwood's impression of the evil Empress Dowager!). He wanted to know all the details of "the crisis" with Mr. Bennett... hahaha don't we just love gossiping about internal politics and scandalous UWCers we know? And I met Mahindra alumnus Camilla, whom I believe met Gavin (do you remember her Gav? I think she used to have long braids there), a graphic design student at the other big Melbourne University, RMIT, who’s half-Italian/half Hong Kongese. She knows Mallika Ramdas! Finally, a very nice Red Cross Norway Australian guy who, guess what, know Peter and Henrieke really well and also knows Horacio (and heard about Jenya).
Small world, once again..... and hanging out with them really reminded me what great people you all are and how lucky I got to know each and every single one of you...
We might be from all over the place, but every time we meet for some food, wine, gossips and a great night that always ends with a conversation about how we’re going to take over the world soon, I feel at home.
L-t-r: Sabine, Elena, me,Sally (Elena's flatmate), Seicho, Robert, Francisco... at a kind of theme park set up for this festival called Moomba (this city is just soooo amazingly happening!).
Elena and Jorn, grabbing dinner in front of Queen Victoria market during their summer evening fairs (I miss those, they were cool...)
Jorn and Boris in our front yard.
Robert and Sabine losing it on the dance floor at Saint-Jerome's.
Now I'm losing it too...
Jorn and Sabine, that same night.
Tom (Francisco's funny Chinese flatmate), a random waiter, Francisco and Seicho, same eventful night.
Risotto and gossiping session at Elena'sGirls' night out at Black Cat...actually, not! Sang was thereIt’s not a huge network, but a great one I must say.
I met them through Pablo, a Chilean Pearson alumnus, whom I contacted when I went to Chile. He replied to me that he wasn’t in Santiago but in Melbourne to complete his Master’s in Educational Policies. So after communicating over Internet for a month, I finally met him along with other PC alumni: Australian Michelle, who graduated just a year before us and Paul, an Ecuadorian fashion design teacher who lived a few years in Montreal and speaks French fluently. I also met Australian American-West UWCers Jeremy and Gabi, a Jewish Australian of Argentinian origins but born in Venezuela who works in Melbourne as at IT consultant between trips to Thailand. A few LPC alumni : Mark, from Hong Kong, who’s a doctor and enthusiastic salsa dancer and Stratos, an Australian of Greek ancestry, who works for his parents’ business while completing a degree in engineering. I also met Peter, who went to SEA like twenty-five years ago. He's a great man, now an editor for one of the main newspaper here, The Age, and he had Dr.Underwood as a History teacher (hahahhaa...he said to me: "He was a very funny man, but not everyone got his humour"...hahaha, oh man I miss Doctor Underwood's impression of the evil Empress Dowager!). He wanted to know all the details of "the crisis" with Mr. Bennett... hahaha don't we just love gossiping about internal politics and scandalous UWCers we know? And I met Mahindra alumnus Camilla, whom I believe met Gavin (do you remember her Gav? I think she used to have long braids there), a graphic design student at the other big Melbourne University, RMIT, who’s half-Italian/half Hong Kongese. She knows Mallika Ramdas! Finally, a very nice Red Cross Norway Australian guy who, guess what, know Peter and Henrieke really well and also knows Horacio (and heard about Jenya).
Small world, once again..... and hanging out with them really reminded me what great people you all are and how lucky I got to know each and every single one of you...
We might be from all over the place, but every time we meet for some food, wine, gossips and a great night that always ends with a conversation about how we’re going to take over the world soon, I feel at home.
Los Latinos...Pablo y Paul
Pablo, Stratos and Camilla on Gabi's balcony watching...
...the gorgeous sunset over Melbourne...
...while Mark and Gabi are preparing the empanadas in the kitchen.
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