Read it.

Eleanor puts it better than I ever could.

OH LOOK! A ZOMBIE!

Where? Why, here!

I play HvZ at uni, and it’s pretty much the highlight of my uni year. Most of my friends are from the club, and it’s an excellent reason to collect nerf blasters. And by collect nerf blasters I mean practise for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

Speaking of which, you should totally take part in the 2011 Halloween Zombie Apocalypse. Facebook and the Event Website have the details. Invite all your friends, and make it a Halloween to remember!

Totally not looking forward to leaving Melbourne

The rain’s stopped, the sun’s out and everything is shiney.

The thought of returning to Canberra feels like a nightmare I can’t wake up from. Things will be different, which is a small consolation, but I still feel like I’m diving into a big mountain of poo (thank you nofx). Mainly it’s the social scene I am not looking forward to. Last year I made “friends” with a bunch of people completely alien to myself and that which I consider my norm. And I’m fast discovering they’re pretty fucking…. I don’t even have the words to describe it. It’s like going back to high school, circa year 8 or 9, when drama was at its worst, and if someone had nuked everyone, the UN and Nobel Peace Prize people would have given them awards. The fucking Drama man, I can’t even begin to describe. The backstabbing, bitching, side switching, deceit, immature actions and even more immature reasoning behind it, I cannot believe that half these people are graduating or even fucking studying to have a career outside of shitting nappies. I feel violated just thinking about it.

I am in no way stating that I am perfect. Far far from it. I’m short tempered, judgemental, mean. I hold grudges and I make a very convincing bully (what was that about cycle of abuse again, abused becomes abuser?). But I pride myself on having fought my way out of much much worse, and on being able to call myself a decent person because I don’t front, deceive or aim to hurt people. My dad taught me that the best policy regarding other people is to be honest and fair as much as possible, but the concepts of fairness and honesty, decency, maturity seem completely foreign to certain individuals.

Admittedly, there are mainly 3 people I am thinking of, but generally, most of the people I associate with them are not people I want to see again. I’m just so sick of all the falsity, the shitness, the having to wear a glamour to cover my real self for fear of offending these weak-willed fucking immaturants. Coming home has made me realise how unhappy I was in Canberra, how much of myself I denied to fit in with these people who seem to exist outside of reality. How the fuck are 20+ yos so fucking stupid emotionally? How are they so uncultured, so uninteresting, so fucking shit? I get so angry at myself when I think about last year. They’ve even tried to ruin my Summer with their stupid shit, and then been offended if I call them on their bullshit. FUCK. I will have my revenge, I will shut down every fucking attempt to needle me, to get close to me. I will punish anyone who tries to make me fit, especially myself.

June can’t come soon enough.

ROLLER DERBY IS BETTER THAN YOU

And me. It’s true. My work christmas party was at the Vice City Rollers vs Sydney Assassins derby bout tonight.

It was simply amazing. I loved the movie Whip It, and I’ve known about derby since I was a kid, but this really really shaped it. Watching those women skate and slide and duck and weave and throw hips, shoulders and elbows around really spoke to me. And it said THIS IS A SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE WAY FOR YOU TO EXPRESS YOUR NATURAL AGGRESSION. GO BUY SKATES AND GIT PRACTUSING!

And I fully intend to do so. I post this because I wish to further the profile (hahahahaha I have 2 readers, and they only read because I’d cry at them IRL if they didn’t) of roller derby, and suggest others look to supporting it too. Derby is a full contact, (mainly) women’s sport played on quadskates (as opposed to inline) around a (usually) flat track.

“The bout is divided into two 30 minute plays called jams. During jams two teams of up to 5 (five) players skate counter clockwise around the track.

Each team has one Jammer who is identified by a STAR on her helmet. The remaining players make up the pack, and are called Blockers. A Blocker from each team is designated as the pivot and is distinguished by her striped helmet cover.

The Jammers goal is to pass all of the opposing Blockers. After the initial pass is completed Jammers score one point for every legal pass of an opposing player. No points are scored on the Jammers initial pass.

 

The first Jammer to pass through the pack legally is the lead Jammer and earns the right to end the jam, which they can do at any time by putting their hands repeated on their hips. A Blockers aim is t prevent the opposing team’s Jammer getting through, while helping their own Jammer score points.”

There are all sorts of rules about legal play, legal blocks and target areas, and such, but that’s the gist of it. It’s rather immediate, even when playing strategically. I identify heavily with the repressed violence of this sport. Unlike netball which is all sly and quick scratches, this is totally open about breaking bones and drawing blood. Tonight I saw three separate cases of head over heels somersaults, several spin outs and countless crashes over and through players. It was glorious.

Special mention goes to Shortstop, number 6 for the VCR. Her size and speed made her (presumably) the highest scorer of the game. Also the Douchebag award goes to that manager for the Assassins, so many time outs called, so much bitching to the refs. Cost his team like 15 points at one time 😀

I need to go take a cold shower now, but I’ll keep this here forums posted on the developments of the ANU Roller Derby league and it’s sister act, the Social Skating thingo.  VIVA LA DERBY!

(The bout was called “Lord of the Rink; The Two Towers”. Because it wasn’t awesome enough as it is!)

 

UPDATE: Skating is alive and well at ANU. Here you will find the ANU Roller Derby facebook page, and here is the Interested in Roller Derby at ANU, run by the passionate and talented Emma Eriksen and a host of very lovely ladies. If you’re in the ACT, contact Ms Eriksen here and ask to be put on the mailing list she has going. That’s the best way to stay abreast what’s happening. They’ve got lovely get togethers going, where you can practice your skate-skillz and have some fun. The local league is back in the swing of things for the year, and as you might have guessed from my gushing above, it’s a great night out. Better in a group. So, get in contact, get involved!
If you’re from Victoria, this is your league. Canberra here, Sydney here, WA goes here, Adelaide’s league is here, Brisvegas here, Darwin here and Hobart here. Or if you want, just look for your local league, since there are many many leagues all worthy of your support.

RUINATION!

BLERCH

So it begins again. I’m about half way through my Sociolinguistic prac write up and I don’t think I can finish it. I keep forgetting words, and directions and I’m struggling even to write this. I’m going to fail it now, and another semester will hopefully not go down the drain.

I don’t understand andit’s really upsetting me, and I need to stop and try and salvage tonight before I have a melt down and crash and ruin more of it and does this even makes sense? Because it’s not in my head

BRB getting pizza and playing Plants vs Zombies.

Machi

Glorious

There seems to be an illness floating around. Well, it is Winter, but it always surprises me when I get the seasonal cold. Yes, cold. Not flu. They are very different things, I explained it to Boyfriend earlier today.

If you have a cold, you have blocked sinuses, you sneeze and cough and complain and be lazy.

If you have the flu however, you have pains and aches, fevers, sweats and shakes, and are actually sick.

I have the top one, not the bottom, so I spent my day complaining and avoiding writing up my Sociolinguistics report. I feel very guilty about that, actually.

But I’m not writing to complain, more to…explain. My first post wasn’t very informative; well, it explained why I’m writing, but not much about me. I don’t intend to real too much, I have my reasons for wishing to stay on the DL. Then again, I’ve never been one for propriety, so perhaps this will turn into another unstructured, pointless rant.

On the plus side, I have pokemon cards again! Yaay! For some reason, they’ve made a come back at uni, in the circle of friends I hang out with. Well, the main circle of friends I hang out with. First it was SC2, and now Pokemon/Magic the Gathering. I have a non-uni friend who is really into that, but I’ve never been one for table top gaming. I get bored easily. I really like pokemon, it’s one of my favourite concepts/worlds, but I’m only really interested in collecting the cards, not playing them. It’s my new aim to have all 4 generation pokemon before Gen 5 comes out.

And at 300ish words, I think I’ll sign off. Dunno when I’ll be back, I have a rather hefty pile of assignments, pracs and essays waiting for me, on top of the normal shittonne of readings and prep for tutes. But first, sleep.

(I still haven’t really worked this site out, not that I’ve been trying too hard)