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You know that guy that you always see in the video store?
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The one milling about and can’t quite figure out what to get? That’s me.
Anyway, if you haven’t already guessed, my name’s Tom. I’m 21 years old, lover of most booze (beer more so than anything else. To hell with wine), and have been pretty much stuck in Central PA for the better part of a decade. I’m a Media Studies major at Penn State, and it’s looking more and more like I’ll end up at law school after I’m done here.
How did I end up being a TCK, you ask? Welp, I’m an oil brat, so that’s pretty much a guarantee to move at least three times during your childhood. I was born in Aberdeen, Scotland, and lived there for maybe four months (details are kinda hazy, should probably ask my folks about that…). Can’t say I really remember a whole heck of a lot from there, being a baby and all that, although I imagine it was FREEZING, seeing as I was born in Janurary. After that, we moved south to London, where we apparently lived somewhat close to Pinewood Studios, where they filmed the ‘89 Batman movie (and almost all of the Bond movies, apparently). Seeing the Batmobile come driving down the street as a three year old is just one of those memories you tend to carry with you. Actually, this could explain my current movie habit. Moving on…
In ‘91, we moved much further south to good ol’ Brisbane, Australia. Here I gained a distinct fear of bugs (nothing quite as pants-shittingly terrifying as going to get your backpack and finding a bunch of redbacks on it) and sharks (Future parents: never show your children JAWS when you’re at a beach-house overlooking the water. *shudder*), and a love for boogie-boarding. Screw surfing, everybody knows boogie-boarding is where it’s at. This was also my first experience with ridiculous heat. For those of you that don’t know, it gets fucking HOT in Australia, and very rarely gets cool.
Fast forward five years later, and I’m on the other side of the continent, in Perth. It is inexplicably hotter than Brisbane. Lucky for Perth, it had some seriously kickass beaches (tied with Noosa, in Queensland, for the best). This is also the place where I gained my impressive array of curse-words for a 10 year old.
Anyway, fast forward to 1999, and my parents (who are both American, born and raised) think it’s high time we go back to America, where I’d been for vacation but never lived. Words cannot really describe the suckitude of this move. Suffice to say, going from 100+ degree heat to the middle of Pennsylvania winter was a lovely introduction to the good ol’ US of A. Also getting mono two weeks after starting school here helped out immensely (I didn’t even get it the fun way!) At first, I found myself getting pissed off at the stupidest things, like “Why the hell can’t Outback get an actual Australian actor to do the voiceovers for their commercials? Is it all THAT hard?” I got over it eventually. It also took me way too goddamned long to get the whole mannerisms of Americans down (I had no idea how in the fuck to play American Football for two years), but I think I’ve gotten the hang of it.
Alright, in reference to the title of the little ditty, I’m something of a movie buff/addict/junkie. When I got my wisdom teeth out about 6 years ago, my dad rented out Aliens, Terminator 2, and Pulp Fiction for me, none of which I had ever seen. After watching all that, I looked on their IMDB pages for what else they’ve done, and it’s kinda just grown exponentially since then. You just might catch a review of something on here from time to time in the near future. Right now I’m mulling over whether Wall-E or The Dark Knight is the best movie of the year so far, but it’s too damned hard to figure out right now.
As for being a TCK, I guess I’m one of the weird ones for pretty much feeling like I was an American for pretty much my whole time overseas. Of course, the moment I move to the states, it was all “HAW HAW YOU AUSSIE, EVER COOK SHRIMP ON THE BAHBEE WITH THE CROCODILE HUNTER?”
What I’m trying to say is screw middle-school.
Anyhoo, I’ve written way too damned much.
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July 20th, 2008 at 11:17 pm
Hey hey
Well, as a Sydney-sider i’ve gotta say, Perth heat is not that bad — its not even very humid.:-PP I prefer the heat in Perth because of that actually.
I love the beaches in Perth — and speaking of JAWS what abt that white pointer that ate that guy who was in waist-deep water at Cottesloe a few years back??
What are you doing in Perth atm? Uni? UWA or Curtin?
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July 21st, 2008 at 10:35 am
Thanks for the kind words gang. I guess I did have one thing about American culture going for me, knowing how to play baseball and all. Because everybody here loves baseball, right? … Right?
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“I love the beaches in Perth — and speaking of JAWS what abt that white pointer that ate that guy who was in waist-deep water at Cottesloe a few years back??”
I’m sorry what. Waist deep??? I never really though I could be frightened of the Cottesloe beaches, even with the apparent horror of the BOX JELLYFISH, buuut I think that just about did the trick. Deep water is, however, a different story entirely. I could never bring myself to watch that “Open Water” flick, no matter how unscary people told me it was.
As for the heat in Perth, it probably wasn’t QUITE so bad as I remember it being, but being in Pennsylvania for the better part of a decade makes Perth an oven in comparison.
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