ANZAC Day 2017

I would like to begin this blog post by saying that I very gratefully acknowledge and respect those who fought and died in the name of freedom for the Australian people. On this day, just as any other, their bravery is once more commended as we are able to live in the country they fought for us to have. Lest We Forget.

In case you haven’t already figured it out, today was ANZAC Day (ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps), where we the Australian people stop to reflect on the sacrifices made by those who fought at war for the freedom and betterment of our country.

Midge’s grandparents were in town for a particular ANZAC Day march and so Midge and I caught the train in to be there with them for that. This is the first time that I’ve met Midge’s grandparents and I honestly think they’re really good, nice people. The particular ANZAC march that we were at had a big focus on recognising the contribution of Indigenous Australians have made and as such there were lots of Indigenous people at this event, most of which proudly displayed Aboriginal flags and colours red, black and yellow on their person. And so I’m sticking out like a sore thumb because I am clearly the palest person there. Midge even turned to me at one point to ask me if I had noticed how white I was compared to everyone else. And of course, at this particular march everyone marches. And so I really feel out of place because once again I am clearly not an Indigenous person, nor do I have any relatives who had fought in any war or even joined the armed forces. Anyway, the ceremony on the whole was really nice and I was glad to be there for this year.



First blog post

Welcome to your tape. Okay, okay… predictable I know but I had to!

What I meant to say is welcome to my blog – The Bored Adventures of Georgie all about the adventures I go on when I’m bored! Most of the time they’re nothing too exciting but just you wait!

Okay, so a little bit about me! I’m Georgie – an 18 year old who lives in Sydney, Australia where I am currently studying performing arts. I’m also a brunette cause I know you’re all curious!

So what’s happened today?

Well my roommate’s boyfriend drank my milk. Again. And I’m pretty pissed about it. Why? Well because this particular roommate is the worst thing about living in Sydney.

There’s 4 of us under one very small roof. We all go to school together, we’re all in the same classes and the 3 of them all knew each other for years before we all moved in together. Blondie (girlfriend of the milk drinker) has to be the biggest pain in the ass. She’s super self centred and always has something to winge about. Midge is the other girl in the house. We do pretty much everything together. We share a bathroom, grocery shop together and wake each other up for school – I think it’s really nice. Then there’s Guy who’s the only boy in our apartment. He’s pretty chill and the three of us (minus Blondie) all get along really well together – although maybe we just bond over our dislike of Blondie.

Anyway, Blondie’s boyfriend was here for a couple of days (he comes pretty frequently) and like always he drank our milk – without asking and without offering to replace it or anything. And it’s not like he just had a splash in his cup of tea or something, no he used it everyday for his cereal and his cup of tea so half the bottle was gone. The milk even had a label on it to say that it was mine and Midge’s.

I guess that’s just another thing to add to the list as to why Blondie’s a pain in the ass.

Anyway, after the whole milk scenario Blondie took her boyfriend to put him on the plane to go back to where he lives and the rest of us had dinner together (we all cooked for ourselves but ate at the table together). We talk about the weirdest most random stuff in this house and its my favourite thing ever! Midge and Guy are just some of the best people you could ever talk to!

That’s pretty much it for today. We’ll see what happens tomorrow 🙂