Four Attempts at Fishing

So I have attempted to go fishing four times while in Australia. After the first two attempts at fishing resulting in failure a regular person would just give up, throw in the towel, but I had never been fishing before so I was persistent.

Fishing Attempt 1: One night in April, Jeff, Ben, and I decided to go to a jazz club, but there was no jazz that night, so we decided to go fishing at Midnight instead. To be honest ,I am not sure why we thought the logical thing to do was go fishing just because the bar wasn't playing jazz that night, however, I was so excited. Like I said I had never been fishing before. So We drove to Ben's house and put the rods and the bait and of course the mass amounts of alcohol in to this old beat up car. Ben promised me I could drive this car to the water, as I was also hoping to drive on the opposite side of the road! Well the car was so beat up that it didn't even get to the end of the street. We had to abandon the car on the side of road and take all the fishing equipment in another car. We finally got to the water and sat on the rocks and drank with the rods in hand, but not in the water. We literally just sat there holding them in the air, So we didn't actually fish ,but just drank holding a fishing rod. Eventually we got so drunk that no one could drive home and we were all forced to sleep in the car. A few hours later I woke up on Ben's living room floor and missed my internship because SOMEONE refused to drive me to the train station. I called in "sick" that day,which turned out alright because my coworker in charge of me said she was "sick" that day too!

Fishing attempt 2: Shelly, HeathA, Ben and I drove down the South Coast to look at a scooter. We spoke about going fishing but forgot all the equipment necessary for fishing, i.e fishing rods...... FAIL

Fishing attempt 3: I Arrived at Ben's house looking forward to finally going fishing! However the day was ruined early on when entering his house. To get to the side door one must walk on tiles surrounded by water. SO....um.. I lost my footing... AND fell in the water..... It was a lot deeper than it looked. The next thing I knew I was standing in water up to my waist. My skirt was soaked and more..... Ben, instead of helping me out of the water, stares at me and runs off to get his camera. Soaked, I was forced to barrow clothing that was built for a 6' 1"man. The shorts went from my ribs to almost my ankles, I felt ridiculous and looked ridiculous. Despite my embarrassment and discomfort, we eventually made it in the car to go fishing. We arrived at a body of water a half hour later just to realize we forgot the bait. Disappointed and wishing I was wearing my own clothing, we turned back and spent the rest of the day drinking instead. A few months later I found out that Ben had a dryer the whole time that he neglected to mention.
(To the right is a picture of what I fell in)

Fishing attempt 4: So we finally made it to water with both RODS and BAIT! We cast our rods and then ..... It starts pouring. Fishing trip Over :(

So I never successfully went fishing.