Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Whistleblowing and Bus Thoughts

(Delayed due to assignments and other assorted secret projects)

Heyyy.... hi there. Hello. So yeah, I meant to call; I hope we can still be friends.

So a Sunday a bit back the university held its annual Soccer Tournament. Unfortunately McHardy didn't pull through with a two-years-in-a-row win, but that's life. Ups and downs.

As a Residential Advisor we get called to do all sorts of things to do with hall events. It's part of the job description.

I was put into the position of refereeing the matches.. in short it wasn't too hard feeling special for blowing a whistle and looking offical, also having two referees watching the match was great in terms of deciding whether a foul was committed or not.

Luckily the final match was not City vs. Matai... with the borderline violent matches they were playing in their pools I would've been lucky to get out of there alive. No, seriously... I think I had to duck at least twice to avoid a soccer ball travelling through the air.

I had the lovely experience of travelling on the bus some morning the other day to get the shopping... as per usual it's always the trip back that's the most awkward. Here's a look into what I think sometimes...

Ok, on the bus... look for a free row... nothing. Ok, how about sitting next to a stranger? No... looks like I'm standing. Far back as possible... mind the step mind the step mind the step...


Damn I think I just hit her with the shopping bag. Ok turn around and face the front now... no not yet!


...Dammit.


Ok I think that Indian girl had a free seat too... too late now you're facing the front... no don't look back!


Bus leaving... grab a pole to hold on to... ok.


I think this pole is sticky...


Ok someone coughed behind me... there's a free seat behind me isn't there? Damn damn damn damn damn... ok wait for the next stop...


..and there we go... more people getting on... move back more... shoot the bus is pulling away PANIC grab something to hold on to... arm hold; back of seat... go go go go go...


Is there a free seat behind me NO DON'T TURN AROUND


My fingers are millimeters away from that lady's back... oh jeez just hang on and don't slip.


...And we're stopping again. It's like bus poker: I call your buss full of passengers and raise you one more.


People getting off now mind the shopping mind the shopping OH COME ON YOU COULD CLEARLY SEE THE BAG!


Free seat grab it grab it grab it NOW.


Arrived at university. Note to self: I am never doing this again.


And repeat for each week.

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