Gibberish #2....Oh, and some news.

Hey people. How you all going? Me is ok.

Just say Maybe eh? That is off an old Smashing Pumpkins –shirt I dug up the other day from a few years ago. I’ve been listening to the Pumpkins a heap again lately. Mainly “Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness”

Y’know, it really is a pity how the Pumpkins ended. The Jimmy Chamberlain, Jimmy Melvoin OD and heroine affair. The Smashing Pumpkins though, especially in retrospect, were one of THE great rock bands. In the true sense of a rock band. The self destructive tendencies, the music and the attitude IN the music, the struggle to cope with and the ultimate rebellion against their own success…everything. Even D’arcy ending up in gaol for drugs. The honesty though, in Billy Corgan’s lyrics and voice were both just second to none, again, especially in retrospect. A true rock’n’roll story – tragedy, success, the lot.

As Billy himself quotes,

“My life, has been, extra-ordinary, blessed and cursed and won.”



Onto other business………

My nomination was accepted for the role of Disability Support Rep in the Uni Elections and, as I was the only nomination for that seat, I have been officially “Hereby declared elected.”

So, I am now Disability Support Rep Elect, as the role does not begin until next year.


I am exited, pleased and nervous as hell.

I am exited to have a role in which I can hopefully make a change and do some positive things.

I am pleased, that, in my specific role, I will have the opportunity, and resources to again, hopefully, shed some light onto the issues involved with, and on Mental Health / Mental Illness.

As a sufferer of Depression and Chronic Anxiety, I see first hand the need for people to be made more aware of what it actually means, and what it is like to live with Mental Illness. If I can get some one to seek help for their own needs, if I can help some one understand the life of a Loved one who suffers, or if I can even just make one, ONE person with nothing or little to do directly with Mental Health issues, see that it IS an issue of great import, then I will have done my job.

Thirdly, I am nervous as hell, neigh, Shit Scared is a more appropriate term I think, because, the very prospect of screwing up is just so intimidating.

But, I am not going to think about that.

Two days to go.
That's right, two days until the National Student Media Conference in Newcastle(nsw). Actually, one day to go, b/cos we leave on Thursday morning, and it's technically Wednesday morning here now.
Three of us are going from my Uni, one other guy from Tabula Rasa, and one from the Uni student radio station.....and I don't know how many other peopl from Uni's around the country. So four days of mixing it up and talking MEDIA. YAY.
Looking forward to it ......

Anyhoo, until next time.

Just say MAYBE

Just say

MAYBE!

Gibberish

Ok. So it's 12:05 am EST Sunday Morning/Saturday night.
And I'd like to write something Earth-shatteringly intelligent, but I'm just not capable.
Sorry folks. But no-one reads my blog anyway.
So, I don't actually know what to write, or write about.
Um.
Sydney Swans won the AFL Grand Final today...Go Swans. Better the Swans, a formerly Melbourne based club and a club still based on the East Coast rather than a West Coast club; The Eagles. I would love to have seen my Blues (Carlton) do it, but I fear that may not happen for many a year now, especially when one considers the former "powerhouse" is now 16th, (out of 16), and was 16th (out of 16) but two short years ago.
Congratulationd to the Sydney Swans.

Um.
It's now 12:13 am EST.
My holidays are good. Been lazy, but als obeen busy enough to actually get out of bed and do "stuff".
What stuff you may ask?
Well, I could tell you, but, as the saying goes, then I'd have to ......... Y'know, 'cos I'm an International Man of Mystery and stuff, so I just can't say.
Ok, I can.
So here's a little......
Did a big bunch of writing on Tuesnight, wrote a(nother) story for Tabula Rasa. (Tabula Rasa is the Student Magazine i am proud to be a part of - I am Political Sub-editor and a staff writer)
Went to school on Wednesday.....even though I'm on holidays. Did some stuff for Tabula Rasa. Had a long overdue coffee with Miss A. She's a cutie. Were "interupted" by her friend "S" though, and the delightful Miss A had to go......Damn shame that was. Oh well, I'm sure there'll be mo' coffee.

Thursday, went in to School/Uni again, to sign some paperwork pertaining to the National Student Media Conference I'll be attanding in Newcastle (NSW) this week. WAY looking forward to that. Will be getting our itinery on Monday so will be ablle to tell you more about that then, and don't hold out on me, 'cos I know you're hanging with baited breath for more info.
Um....
I will have some more to say this week about a couple other things too, so, until then, Checkin Out.


PS....just found this: http://bigbloosky.blogspot.com/2005/09/loud-doesnt-mean-right.html
Well worth a look.

Aarrrrr...!

Aarrrrrrrrr..! me mateys. Tis International Talk Like A Pirate Day.
Coures 'Twould be as Pirates have no boundries, or borders; as I say, "Pirates sans Frontiers".
For today me swash-buckling mateys, and to you buxom wenchs, my name is Bloody William Bonnet.


And i am a:

You are a Pirate Second Class

Do you remember the last time you took a chance? I do. It was when you decided to leave the security of your mother's womb and headed for the bright light. It's time to head for the next bright light, my friend. Creativity is not your strong suit. You are good at doing what you are told to do and that, in itself, is a gift. It's not a gift to you, mind you, but rather a gift to those who will be there to tell you what to do. You like long walks on the beach and cuddling, but would never admit that to your Guy friends who think you are okay but can't always remember your name. Tapioca pudding seems a bit extreme for a fellow such as yerself, what with all the bumps and stuff. It's a good thing ye be on a pirate%

Aye. So there ye have it. Merry Talk Like a Pirate Day to yers.
Check out the Website http://www.talklikeapirate.com and have ye a good day o' bilge rats, chumbuckets and nailing yer bosuns feet to the poop-deck.

More soon.
Aarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...!

HI

Hello.
Well it's Tuesday already. The weekend went so quickly - almost as quickly as the Ashes.
It's good really....Australia being knocked off the pedestal a little. Our little cricket team, it seems is NOT so invincible after all.

Melbourne and her people have been threatened by terrorists. Along with LA.
Melbourne? one asks. Bit obscure isn't it?
Well fuck 'em anyway. They aren't gonna make ME change the way I live...I am going to go about my life and my business as I have any other day of my life.
MY WAY...
which i must concede, usually consists of at least 8 hrs sleep, plus the 10 I get at night leaving them only 6 hrs to mess with, but seeing as how I'm too lazy to leave the house most days, really means that they'll have to get me while I'm in bed, or on the couch to change anything.

And if they do strike Melbourne....
That very next day, I will be back living MY life MY way. Even if there is infrastructure problems. I, in fact we all, will get around that somehow. And besides, as Steve Quartermain (Melbourne sports journo/presenter) reportedly told Van Damme when Jean Claude had a crack at his missus... "Don't Fuck with the Melbourne boys".
Why?
'Cos it'll only make us band together even tighter and stronger.

In other world shattering news......
My nomination has gone in for the Union Elections, as Disability Rep. So now I gotta get some work done. Get my plans in place, and do the campaigning.
I've never campaigned for an election before, and I hate doing that sort of thing. But, if I'm going to get in to do the job properly (as the current rep seemingly hasn't), I have to do the flesh pressing stuff too.
I'd much rather just get in and do the job.
It'll be good though. I'll have chances to explain what it is exactly I plan to do and to get to know what other people feel we need to improve.
I wrote out my nomination speech for the Uni paper today, but I don't have it here, so when I do get it, I'll post it here.
Also,
Been asked to travel to Newcastle (NSW) for a University Media Conference, as a rep of our magazine, Tabula Rasa (of which I am a sub-editor and writer). People from Uni media all over the country go and I don't actually know what happens....I guess we discuss media.
There are workshops, forums all kinds of things I believe, so I'm looking forward to that. Be a good chance to meet other people from media and to learn from them all too. Plus, a week away up in Newcastle won't be wasted either.

Anyhoo, i will go now and spare you some, um, whatever it is i'm taking from you that you are trying to save.
As Abu says...
"Thank you. Come again."

Friday

No, I'm not gonna rant on about how much I hate Fridays. So gimme a chance here ok?
What I am gonna ssay is Yay.
It's been a long week and is finally over.
Wasn't feeling 100% for most of it. Had trouble getting up on Tues and Wed, but it's ok now...I think. Was pretty down too. "Oh woe is me"

Got a bit done for the magazine, got no real work done and that was about as productive as I got.

I did get asked to run as a rep on a ticket being put together for the upcoming Student Union Election though.
It's a pretty left-leaning progressive ticket so that will be cool. I know a few of the people involved already and they are definately of fairly similar views and values as I. Social Justice/Equality, listening to people rather than blindly judging them etc, good stuff and in it to help people out rather than get a good CV.
So I said Yeah. He-He.
I have NO idea how that one is gonna turn out. I've never actually run in an election before. It should be all ok though, just some hard work, a lotta learnin and the rest I guess will, well I don't know. And some more learnin.
I've put my hand up to run for Disability Support. Hopefully if I can get that, I will be in a position to raise awareness of and take steps toward de-stigmatising Mental Illness issues.....I have plans already. *evil laugh*
An issue I have experince in and really want to help facilitate change in, however small a change that may be.
Raising awareness of and destigmatising any issues that come up will be my goal.

Anyhoo, I must run along now. And, after 3 weeks, "V" messaged. YAYYYY
She IS ok. I was really, like really beginning to worry.
She says we should maybe "refrain", with her being how she is at the moment. That's ok, although, how she is, with her recent experiences with the hospitalisation etc, really doesn't bother me. Anyhow, that is her call. The main thing is that she is ok.

September

September.
Yay you all think. Winter is over and spring begins. Well, it doesn't yet. Not until the Spring Equinox - the 22nd of Sep. So there.
Besides, I happen to actually LIKE winter. So - Go on, call me weird. I don't care I like winter.
And, I'll say it again ... I LIKE WINTER.

The dark, the cold, the short days, the long nights. Rain. I like it all.
So summer is on its way. Big deal. Does life really look like a Coke ad?
No. Be real people. Summer is a big fat con.
It's hot, dry and light. The car overheats. You get stuck waiting in blistering hot sun and heat at the train station, waiting to get on overcrowded trains with people who are just as irritable as the next guy, who also happens to LOVE summer. Then everyone complains about the heat and turns on the A/C. You really LOVE summer don't you all.
Yeah, let's see Coke use that in an ad. It tastes great, but it can't sell that lifstyle can it?
Place...A hot dry platform.
Man/Woman gets onto crowded train.
The guy she STANDS next to stinks to high heaven.
The fat woman to her right has NO understanding of personal space and keeps pressing against her.
The school-kids chattering/sqwaking away relentlesly at a thousand painfully high pitched decibels rip through her already pained (from the heat) head.
And a Coke will fix it.?
Yeah she reaches into her bag (unintentionally half exposing herself), trips on her heel and falls into a third fat smelly irritable guy, but manages to grab that coke.
So everything will be fine and dandy now won't it?
NO. Be real people, IT'S SUMMER, a big fat con. It's stinking hot, and all she wants is to get home, to the A/C and have a cool shower.

Also, summer means Christmas.... OH WHOOPDI DOO.
I like Christmas as much as I like summer, which is NONE.
Just gimme back winter....Please.

Just the one concession to summer, wandering around at night with "V". That's cool...If she ever speaks to me again... Which, by the way, is evidently not gonna happen. Why? I dunno. I kissed her, but she kissed me back. It takes 2 to pash.
So, why isn't she talking to me?