Showing posts with label FIFA. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Luna Park and Long Bay Prison Visit

Once again, it has been longer than I anticipated or intended since my last blog post and I'm really, seriously hoping that they will start to come more regularly again soon.

Anyway, I left off from Thursday, 27th March after my Apple interview and the following day I heard back that the interview had been successful. I was to return for a second interview on Wednesday, 2nd April at the Apple store in the shopping centre at Broadway. Since it is the closest Apple store to my flat, less than ten minutes walk away, I was particularly pleased and hoped that I was on my way to securing a job there. After a chilled morning, I played football on Friday afternoon before returning home, making dinner and spending the remainder of the evening playing FIFA. Beating Jack never gets boring, especially when he flips out and goes on a rampage - excellent entertainment.


On Saturday, I had another quiet morning after a long lie, with no plans until later in the day. Jessica and I had planned to go for dinner before heading across the Harbour Bridge to finally visit the Luna Park fairground. It was the last weekend of off-peak prices, so we took advantage of a buy one get one free offer on tickets and caught the train over the bridge around 6pm, after dinner at Coco Cubano at Central. Whilst it is safe to say that we were certainly amongst the older visitors, Luna Park was really excellent fun and it was a lot better than I had imagined. The tower drop in particular was the cause of a few swear words as we plummeted towards the concrete at a blistering pace.

The entrance to Luna Park, which does look somewhat creepy in this photo!


It happened to be the night of Earth Hour when we were at Luna Park, which meant that the majority of the lights were turned off for an hour. We had the good fortune of being on the ferris wheel when the lights on the Harbour Bridge were turned back on, which was amazing!


The standard fairground candy floss was a personal highlight.


We headed home via the brilliant ice cream shop at the back of Central, where the shop assistants insist on having you try several flavours before committing to choosing one. Can't complain. Later on, I watched the United game which we won in some style, beating Aston Villa by four goals to one, including Juan Mata's first for the club. I was shattered by the end of the game and was glad to finally get off to sleep. On Sunday it was Mother's Day and Mum was very pleased to have received a lovely bunch of flowers, a card and a book which she wanted, from Kerry and myself. Meanwhile, I had to crack on with a presentation paper which was due for my Criminology class on Tuesday, so the majority of my day was spent writing it.

It was back to class on Monday morning, starting with Intellectual Property in the morning and then Private International Law in the afternoon. After class, I headed straight home to continue working on my Criminology essay, which had already taken up more time than I intended, even though it was only 1200 words long. It's funny how it is sometimes more difficult to write short essays rather than longer ones, since you need to be so much more concise in the points which you make. I did manage to get it finished however and on Tuesday morning it was handed in during class; the day dragged by as I was so excited for the football later that night. It was the first leg of the Champions League quarter finals and United were entertaining Bayern Munich - widely considered the best team in the world at the moment - at Old Trafford. After dinner, I got an early night and before I knew it, my alarm was going off, I was up and wide awake and ready for kick off. We actually managed to take the lead early in the second half, before Bayern equalised and the game ended in a 1-1 draw, which was a reasonable result, I thought.

The next morning, I had my IP class in the morning before heading home to get changed for my second Apple interview in the afternoon. After a quick lunch and a short walk back to Broadway, I found myself in a small group interview; there were four of us and the person responsible for all of the staff in the Broadway store. It went quite well I felt and we were informed that we would be hearing back sometime soon. Afterwards, I caught up with Jessica and we headed out for some food before going to see the new 'Need for Speed' film starring Aaron Paul from Breaking Bad. It was essentially just a Fast and the Furious film under a different name but it was entertaining and there were some really great cars in it, which is the main thing! Thursday meant another day of classes, though it also meant the start of the weekend for me, which was very welcome. I began my weekend with some chores which needed to be completed: I emailed a couple of my lecturers regarding my research essay proposals, checked the arrangements for the Private International Law exam the following week and secured my transport to and from Long Bay prison for our visit. Later in the afternoon, I played football in Victoria Park - there was a familiar feeling of home since the game endured a handful of rain showers, beneath grey skies.

I also heard on Friday that I had been invited to another Apple interview. I considered that as a cause for some celebration, considering the third stage of this process to surely mean I was close to securing a job, so I was easily convinced into joining a group from Iglu who were heading out into the city for the night. We began with a few drinks in our building, before heading to Freda's for a beer, followed by the Palace Hotel and finally ending up in Star Bar. We caught a taxi home around 2am, which was rather interesting as the the driver stuck U2 on the radio and cranked up the volume. We caught a hilarious video of us all singing along to 'Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For' in which the taxi driver took lead vocals. That footage shall remain private, though Jack is very keen for it to go on Instagram! We stopped by McDonalds and headed home.

The typical result of a night out: heaps of selfies.


Group photo in Freda's. They only have one beer on tap, which just happens to be the most fantastic ale, though I have no idea what it's called or where it's from.


Alex and Jack enjoying a Guinness in the Palace Hotel.


Needless to say, I was suffering somewhat when I woke up on Saturday morning. It seemed that the McDonalds before bed had done little to scare off the hangover and most of the early part of the day was spent in bed, only surfacing for some food before scurrying back to the comfort of my duvet. Eventually, I dragged myself out of bed and headed into uni in order to scan in the hand signed documents which were required for my Apple background check, including Right to Work forms and Australian Police Check documents. It all seemed a bit serious and over the top for a simple part-time retail job, but I didn't complain and made sure everything was completed exactly as required. Jessica was in the library completing some essays which she had for her own classes, so we headed back to mines together and ordered a couple of pizzas from Dominos. Later on, I tried my best to stay awake for the United game away to Newcastle, though I kept drifting off to sleep and only caught two of the four goals which we scored. The next morning it was rainy, grey and miserable, so Jessica and I went bowling; I'm not overly enthused by bowling at the best of times, but losing to Jessica really did compound my views. It's unlikely I'll be back in a hurry, though she seems to have found a new favourite hobby. Unimpressed.

The scene of my humiliation at the bowling alley.


After bowling, we went to Hurricane's grill for dinner, where I had a half rack of ribs - yes, that's only a half rack! It completely made up for the disaster which was bowling and I was completely stuffed, unable to finish the mountain of meat and chips which were piled on my plate.


On Monday, it was back to uni for the final week of classes before mid-semester break. After class, I rushed home and got some studying done for my Private International Law exam, so that I could watch the first episode of the new season of Game of Thrones later that night. As expected, the new season started with a brilliant episode and it totally whetted my appetite for the next one; this is the first time I've been up to speed with Game of Thrones, so I'm really struggling with the anticipation of waiting on a new episode each week! It was a similar routine on Tuesday, after a day of classes I returned home to study for the night in preparation for the exam on Wednesday. On Wednesday morning before class, I had my next interview in the Apple store at Broadway, which went very well and I was informed that I would definitely be endorsed for the next stage. I was seriously beginning to question just how long the process was considering that I was only seeking a part-time position in a retail store. Regardless, I was happy that it had went well once again and I would be hearing back soon once more. Afterwards, I returned to uni for my IP class before having lunch and then heading off for my PIL exam. The exam itself went quite well, I think; the question was favourable and reasonably straightforward, so we shall see how it goes.

Once again, I got an early night after dinner since I was getting up particularly early for the return leg of the Champions League quarter final in Munich. After a tense first half ended with the scores even at 0-0 still, our prospects of going through took a huge boost when Patrice Evra banged in a career goal to give United an away goal, as well as the lead on the night and on aggregate. My joy was short-lived though, when Bayern equalised almost immediately and then scored a second goal not long after. When they scored a third goal with around 20 minutes remaining, the match and the tie was all but finished and the game died out without further incident. We were out and our season was effectively over in April. What a difference one year can make.

I caught another hour of sleep and then it was time to surface again, since I needed to be in uni early to catch a lift to the prison visit. It is a compulsory part of the Criminology course which I am studying this semester that each student attends one of the local prison visits; on Thursday morning a group of around 7 of us were going to visit Long Bay prison, in the Eastern Suburbs. The prison is a large complex, containing several different individual prisons, ranging from minimum security to maximum security, as well as a women's prison, a witness protection centre which also houses high profile convicts and a high security hospital for mental patients. After having our identification checked and signing in, we were escorted by a prison warden to a classroom, where she detailed the procedures and itinerary of our visit. I felt that she was somewhat sensational in the things which she told us and whilst I was aware of the potential for danger in such a place, I wasn't convinced that her dramatising of the place was helpful or particualrly accurate. Unfortunately, we weren't allowed any phones or cameras inside the prison, so I don't have any photographs to show off, but I'll do my best to describe the experience.

We began by walking around a block of the prison which is minimal security and houses a voluntary rehabilitation program for sex offenders. I found it rather uncomfortable to walk around and was slightly concerned to hear the process which these offenders go through: essentially they volunteer themselves into this program, without which they cannot be released. At the end of the process, their case is returned to the court, where it is reviewed and the subject of their release is decided - if they are considered not to be ready for release, then they are returned to the prison for a period of up to five years. This cycle can be repeated indefinitely. I understand that where sexual offences are concerned, there is a highly emotive thirst for strong justice, but where do we draw the line and say that you've done the time for the crime? It's a really difficult issue and clearly raises a plethora of different arguments and conflicting ideas. Afterwards, we were shown around the industries section of the prison, where minimal security convicts work on various manufacturing process, as well as an in-house bakery which bakes all of the bread, pastries, cakes and any other food which is consumed by the prisoners. We were also given the opportunity to sample some chocolate cookies which were magic! The prisoners earn only a few dollars for their work, which includes 5am starts and 6-day weeks and allows them to learn new skills and potentially even a trade - certainly one of the more positive aspects of the prison, I thought.

The latter half of our visit was spent in the maximum security section of the prison, which was much more like the conventional sense of a prison which I had gathered from films and TV shows. There was a large yard where the prisoners were sat around on park benches, whilst some lifted weights on the gym equipment. Our presence outside the yard caused quite a stir, completely different to the rather relaxed environment we had experienced earlier in the day, in the minimal security section. We were shown where prisoners are now able to conduct video calls for court, rather than having the added cost and risk of physically transporting them in vans or trucks. That brought an end to our prison visit, with much to think about and consider and plenty of issues to discuss and debate when we return to class after the mid-semester break.

On Friday, I had a long lie in the morning and a chilled day, spending the night playing FIFA with the lads. At home, Mum and Dad were off to Oban for the weekend in the motorhome, whilst Kerry was up in Aviemore with Blair. Some people were heading out for the night but I stayed in and had a quiet night for the first weekend in a while. The next morning I had another long lie before catching up with Jessica in the afternoon; we were going out for dinner that night with some of her family, which had been arranged by her auntie. In the evening, we caught a taxi to the Norfolk Hotel to meet up with everyone, before crossing the street to Porteno, the restaurant in Surry Hills. We enjoyed a banquet-style meal, where we tried a range of tapas style starters and main dishes, as well as some excellent wine. The whole meal was really great, everyone was stuffed and there was considerable food left over, which some people took home! Jessica opened some of her presents and received some beautiful gifts and cards.

Sunday was spent relaxing, before watching the Liverpool v Man City game at night, which Liverpool won to take them a step closer to the title. I seriously hope they don't win it; I couldn't handle Steven Gerrard lifting the trophy. Monday was the first day of the mid-semester break, which meant a long lie in the morning before having breakfast and getting shower, then I played football in the afternoon. It rained again and we were cut short by fading light since it's now approaching winter here once again. Once I returned home, I got showered, had dinner and watched the second episode of the new season of Game of Thrones and spent the rest of the night playing FIFA.

Today, I had my final Apple interview, where I was informed that they would be happy to offer me a position and that they were really pleased with my interviews and CV, except I just wasn't going to be in Australia long enough for it to be worthwhile. I understood that, though questioned why they had invited me along to multiple interviews when my visa expiry date was on the CV which I submitted some months ago. I met Jessica for lunch before heading home and I'm now sitting wrapped up in my bed duvet writing the remainder of this blog post, listening to Dexters - well worth checking them out, if you appreciate guitar music along the lines of Arctic Monkeys or the Strokes. It's raining here again today and it's currently a chilly 17 degrees celsius; you could say it's baltic. I have no idea how I shall cope upon returning to Scotland.

I'm going to cook dinner now and see what the plans are for the rest of the evening. My next post will be soon I hope!

Until next time,
Jamie

Friday, 28 March 2014

A few weeks of classes and Randwick Races!

My last post left off from Monday 10th March, which was the beginning of the second week of this second semester at uni. After my Intellectual Property class in the morning, I headed off to get some lunch and enjoy the sunshine for a while, before returning to class for Private International Law in the afternoon. Throughout the day, I had gradually felt a headache coming on and my attempts to drink plenty of water and eat some decent food at lunch hadn't helped prevent it; towards the end of my second class of the day, I had completely stopped concentrating or taking any notes. I trudged home, took some pain killers and slept for a few hours. After I awoke again, I got up and had some dinner and drank a few more bottles of water and the headache had died down somewhat. I spent the rest of the evening catching up on Top Gear on iPlayer and then got off to sleep.

On Tuesday back at home, Mum's car was seemingly headed for the scrapheap after breaking down on the way to Edinburgh. After some research, it turns out that the particular model had been subject to a customer recall due to engine issues - the exact same issue which had now caused her car to cut out on the motorway. At the moment, Toyota are trying to avoid responsibility for fixing the fault, however we shall see how things go. Meanwhile, I was off to Criminology in the morning, followed by another interesting Evidence class in the afternoon, where we watched a film called 'Shadow of Doubt' about a woman who was convicted of the murder of her husband. Whilst his body had never been found, no weapon ever discovered and numerous other inconsistencies in the evidence which was submitted, her conviction was upheld and she is currently in prison. It was really very interesting and thought provoking - was there a miscarriage of justice? I guess we'll probably never really know.

I had another day of classes on Wednesday, starting with Intellectual Property. It tends to always be a reasonably interesting class, but we spent some time looking at a case involving Creation Records and the album cover for the third Oasis album called 'Be Here Now'. Of course, that drew my full attention and I was a little bit taken aback when the lecturer described the band as, "really quite big when this album came out." Really quite big? Biggest band in the world! I avoided the temptation to say anything. Thursday meant classes again, bringing about the start of my weekend since I have no classes on a Friday. In other news, I received an unwelcome text from home, as Kerry told Mum that if I were buying her headphones for her birthday, then she wanted them to be Beats by Dre, they should be white and that she wanted to try them out before deciding on a pair. Personally, I don't like birthday presents which people choose for themselves, or even know about beforehand, though in this case there was a bigger issue, since I had already bought her headphones - and they weren't Beats. Oh dear. Luckily enough, I had been quite particular in researching and trying out some different sets for myself and had settled on an awesome pair of Bose over-ear headphones, which I knew would be better than any pair of Beats. Fingers crossed she buys into that reasoning!

With a free day on Friday, I had a long lie before getting up and having some breakfast and a shower. After a chilled day, not doing very much at all, I went to play football in Victoria Park at 3pm with the guys in the Soccer Society. After Jessica had finished class, I met her in the park before we headed home, made dinner and lazed around for much of the night. Some of the people from Iglu were planning on heading out, but since we were going to the horse races at Randwick the next mooring, we decided not to join them. Jessica headed home and within an hour, I had been convinced to go out. We had a few drinks and then went out to the Palace Hotel, where we enjoyed a Guinness, before moving on to Star Bar. I didn't have too much to drink and I was home by around 3am, however I was suffering on Saturday morning. I got up and headed over to McDonalds to get a milkshake and I was feeling alright; Jessica arrived shortly after and we got dressed up ready for the races. We met everyone in the common area in Iglu and got ready to leave.

A quick group photo before we left. Alex was running late, so unfortunately he's not in this one.


We walked to Railway Square and caught the bus which goes by the racecourse on its way to Coogee. After initially feeling quite alright, although quite tired, my hangover hit me like a brick wall on the bus. The journey was a struggle to say the least. After we arrived at Royal Randwick Racecourse, we bought our tickets and headed towards the main grandstand.

The back of the grandstand at the racecourse - quite comfortably the most impressive course I have ever been to or seen. It's the definition of luxury and prestige.


The 'Theatre of the Horse' where the horses were walked around before each race.


Since most people were hungry, we headed inside the stand and found ourselves some food. We also went and bought race books and some pens, safe in the knowledge that Chloe's dad - a bit of a punter himself - would be on the phone in an effort to give us some solid tips for the days races. Shortly before the start of the first race, I placed $5 on the favourite to win, on the recommendation of those more in-the-know than myself. Typically, it came in close to last in a six-horse field. Not the start we had hoped for by any means. After the race, we headed outside and met Alex who had caught a later bus. We met up with the group again, placed our bets for the second race and headed back to the track to cheer on our horses.

Our track-side view, just as the horses were making their way out on the course for a race.


Once again, the second race was unsuccessful as my horse failed to make any real challenge against the leaders. This patter of under-achievement and lost bets continued for the entire day and we all eventually decided to call it quits and head home early. Rather tired, we caught the bus back to Central and then walked home through the tunnel, which felt like miles. After arriving home, I collapsed onto my bed, completely shattered. It turned out that our timing had been rather good, since the clouds soon rolled over and the skies opened with pounding rain. With the rain on for the day, the rest of the evening was spent eating Thai food, whilst Jessica and I started watching 'Gavin & Stacey'.  I also enjoyed a FaceTime call from Jason, Fraser and Joanne back home, who had been out to City that night.

On Sunday morning, we picked up watching 'Gavin & Stacey again before Jessica headed home and I watched some of the Australian Grand Prix at Melbourne. As it was the first race of the new season and Hamilton had shown some fantastic pace in pre-season testing, I was hopeful of a good opener for him; however I was soon disappointed as he retired in the early stages of the race. After dinner, I chilled out for some time before it was finally time for kick off in the United v Liverpool game around midnight. Unfortunately, our season just continues to get worse and worse, as our bitter rivals battered us 3-0 at home. It was an awful performance and we never looked like winning the game; I got off to sleep after the game, in a crap mood.

Monday morning meant I was back to class, still feeling pretty bad about the football the previous night. Classes dragged by a bit and I was glad to get home and chill out for a while. I played some FIFA with Jack, on the Playstation downstairs and watched the latest Top Gear episode before having dinner and heading to bed. On Tuesday, I had another day of classes, after which I played football in Victoria Park again. Again, we played FIFA afterwards before I headed to bed. At home, Tuesday meant the return of Champions League football - Chelsea and Real Madrid were the latest teams to book their place in the quarter finals. After class on Wednesday, I headed home and made dinner before getting an early night in eager anticipation of the football the next morning. I was up early, around 6.30am, ready in time for kick off. United needed a 3-0 win to overturn the deficit from the first leg against Olympiakos and progress to the next round. After a penalty and a free kick late in the half, we went in at the break leading 2-0, before Robin van Persie scored his third goal - completing his hat-trick - early in the second period. The remainder of the game was particularly nerve-wracking, but the team managed to see out the result and we were through! Thursday at uni was rather more enjoyable after that great start to the day!

I don't usually post any other pictures in this blog, other than ones which I take myself, but I feel that this one is well deserved. It could be the highlight of our season, so it's warranted. Ooohhh Robin van Persie!


On Friday, I had a chilled morning before getting some uni work done in the afternoon. Later on I headed off to Victoria Park for football and met Jessica afterwards. We walked home via Woolworths to get something for dinner, then I chatted to Kerry at home on FaceTime since it was her birthday. Gladly, she was happy with her headphones and was buzzing on her first driving lesson later that night! The other interesting news of the day was that I got an email inviting me along to an Apple Retail interview; I replied to the invite and was allocated a time slot at 3pm the next Thursday. After having applied some time ago, it was great to finally be asked along to the next stage and I'm really hopeful that I'll bag myself another job! After dinner, we headed out to meet Alex and his girlfriend for a drink; we headed to the Palace Hotel where Alex managed to twice order the wrong drink for his girlfriend. Very smooth! Haha!

On Saturday, Jessica and I headed to Bondi for a day spent trying to get a tan before winter returns. Once we had spent a few hours spent on the beach, we headed to Bucket List for the routine steak sandwich and chips, after which we returned to the beach for a while longer. Soon after, the clouds rolled over and it looked like it was about to rain, so we gathered up our things and caught the bus back to Central. I ate dinner and then it was time for an early night, since I was back up at 4.30am to watch United away to West Ham in the late Saturday kick off. Luckily, it was well worth the alarm call, since Wayne Rooney scored one of the best goals of the season - actually, one of the best goals of the decade - as he smashed in a full volley from near the halfway line. Immense talent and supreme execution. What a goal.

Sunday was spent relaxing before getting the bulk of the work done for the presentation in my Criminology class for Tuesday. I was looking at the American sociologist Robert Merton and his theory of strain and it's relation to deviance and crime, as well as how his general theory has been developed and built upon by Robert Agnew. As I'm sure you can tell, it was riveting stuff. Later that night, it was time to FaceTime home again since it was now Dad's birthday. We got him the London Grammar album, a book about the 1998 yacht disaster in the Sydney to Hobart race, some chocolate and finally got him a sim-card for his iPad. I got off to bed at a reasonable time, since I needed to get up at a decent time the next day to finish my presentation for Criminology. We had a reading week in IP, so I only had my Private International class in the afternoon; however, the weather intervened and I decided not to go to class since the rain was bouncing off the pavements. Instead, I got some more of my work done for class the following day. My presentation went quite well on Tuesday, but as ever, I was glad to have it over and done with; for the next again Tuesday, I now have a 1200 word essay due, on the same subject as my presentation, so that'll be the focus of my attention over the coming days.

On Tuesday night after uni, I played football in Victoria Park again, before the run cut things short. After Jessica had finished classes, she came to mines and we made fajitas, which were excellent, it has to be said. The next morning, I was up bright and early to watch the Manchester derby - what a shambles that turned out to be. We conceded the first goal inside the first minute and that was followed by two others in a comfortable 3-0 victory for City, which was never threatened by United. Another awful performance to add to a season of woes. My class that afternoon dragged in and I was glad to be home and spent the evening playing FIFA with Jack once again. Today, I got up and headed in for my Criminology class before returning home and getting ready for my Apple Retail interview. I was due to be at the interview location, on King Street, near the Apple store itself, by around 3pm and waited to be collected by an Apple representative. The interview was a group format, which isn't my preference, but it went quite well I think and I managed to make a few points and contribute to the discussions which were had. Fingers crossed that I'll hear some positive news back soon! This evening was again spent relaxing in front of the television playing FIFA. It's a hard life. It's almost 2am now and I am shattered - bed time I think!

Until next time,
Jamie