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The fabled International College of Management Sydney (ICMS), overlooking the immense beauty of Manly beach. Pity you get the wrong sorta Ivy League vibes there.



Wouldn't it be nice to live here? With crashing waves and the smell of sea a constant.


With rock pools and a REAL Marine Parade, what more could you want?



Max Brenner's brownie, or what's left of it. There CAN be such a thing as too much chocolate.


You ever get the feeling that you just don't belong in a place? Well, that's what I felt immediately upon entering ICMS. Ivy league, rich people's playground, upper class dormitory, whatever you wanna call it...I felt it. And I felt really out of place. Like a fish out of water.

And that overwhelming sense of unbelonging scuppered any hopes/dreams I had of even doing a master's degree at Manly. Not that I would have passed the personal interview stage anyway.

too poor
too asian
not fitting in
not pompous enough
not called charles
no royalty heritage

Still love Manly though.