sitting in my 3 hour chinese history (more precisesly, China 1800-Present) class today, i started thinking about melbourne (admittedly due in part to the 2 hour convo with claude earlier on). while my professor went on about manchus and the opium war, i decided to doodle up a little list. my why i love melbourne list.
1. coffee. real lattes with perfect steamed milk, as opposed to the crap i was served at au bon pain this arvo.
2. parking is never an issue (for me at least) in melbourne because you walk/tram or get rides when you're really lazy. vs parking here: major bitch ass parking spots that magically open up only when you've driven past it and onto the deck above it.
3. clothes at school are a feast for eyes. people dress different. they've got their own thing going on, which is really nice. plus, aussie brands rock. vs: girls here can be sorted into two neat groups, the abercrombie & bitch ones (ie, the all-american girl type), and the im-wearing-last-nights-pjs-and-i-dont-give-a-fuck.
4. loud distasteful music accompanied by exessive engine revs belong solely to Laps on Chaps. no, im having a coffee and studying for class. i dont want to hear My Goodies and breathe the carbon monoxide from your beatup '82 chevrolet escort.
5. lunch at thresherman's (or any of the cafes on lygon for that matter) beats overcooked chow mien and general tso's sweet & sour chicken (comes in an eerie hue of bright red)
6. no more playing my highly entertaining game of "spot the hottie"--requires sitting at the back of the LT.
7. after school means dialling sam/claud's number and meeting up for coffee/dinner/myer's one day sale.
i'm whacked. school was retarded today. its only going to get worse, but i'll deal. i always do :)
liz phair - why can't i
1. coffee. real lattes with perfect steamed milk, as opposed to the crap i was served at au bon pain this arvo.
2. parking is never an issue (for me at least) in melbourne because you walk/tram or get rides when you're really lazy. vs parking here: major bitch ass parking spots that magically open up only when you've driven past it and onto the deck above it.
3. clothes at school are a feast for eyes. people dress different. they've got their own thing going on, which is really nice. plus, aussie brands rock. vs: girls here can be sorted into two neat groups, the abercrombie & bitch ones (ie, the all-american girl type), and the im-wearing-last-nights-pjs-and-i-dont-give-a-fuck.
4. loud distasteful music accompanied by exessive engine revs belong solely to Laps on Chaps. no, im having a coffee and studying for class. i dont want to hear My Goodies and breathe the carbon monoxide from your beatup '82 chevrolet escort.
5. lunch at thresherman's (or any of the cafes on lygon for that matter) beats overcooked chow mien and general tso's sweet & sour chicken (comes in an eerie hue of bright red)
6. no more playing my highly entertaining game of "spot the hottie"--requires sitting at the back of the LT.
7. after school means dialling sam/claud's number and meeting up for coffee/dinner/myer's one day sale.
i'm whacked. school was retarded today. its only going to get worse, but i'll deal. i always do :)
liz phair - why can't i
