This is the interesting and exciting blog of Christop - one of the 84 000-or-so people of Ballarat.

Monday, May 31, 2004

Stuff what happened

Since I've had not much Internet access, here's what's been happening:

On Wednesday morning, at about 1:30, I (and many of the other residents) was woken up by the sound of people yelling, laughing and running up and down the hallway. This is quite normal, though not on a Wednesday mrning. Also it usually doesn't go for twenty minutes.
So I got up and opened the door to see what was going on.
It turned out that two of the guys, both pretty drunk, were dragging one of the girls by the legs, up and down the hallway, while she yelled at them to let her go.
One of the other girls, also quite drunk, was bent double with laughter. The previous day she'd been complaining about us 'old people' wanting a quiet environment at night.
Needless to say I was pretty annoyed. Pulled the two guys hands off the girl, who quickly got up and put some distance between herself and the guys.
I made it known to the two guys that I didn't appreciate the noise, particularly when I had to get up at 6:00am, and everyone has classes on Wednesday.
One of the guys, who happens to be on the computer next to me right now, told me he didn't care if I was losing sleep, because he was going to make as much noise as he liked, and I couldn't tell him what to do.
In reaction to this I chose to glare at him for a while. After about fifteen seconds the other guys turned around and walked away, and after another five seconds they were both gone.
Next morning the girl they'd been dragging down the hall told me she'd opened the door to tell them to shut up, because they were right outside her room. When she opened the door they'd come in. She'd been unable to get rid of them. They'd grabbed her and started dragging her along.

On Friday I caught the train to Melbourne to see Colliding Worlds at Federation Square. Also checked out the Australian Centre for the Moving Image, which was a mixture of boring and interesting.

Saturday night I went to Laz's 20th. Every year Laz has a party. It's always at his house, and it's usually a barbeque. This year's was no exception. It was much like all the others that I almost wrote '18th' a couple of lines back - they all just seem to blend into one big birthday party.

Last night I got a lift back to Ballarat with Lorimer, who has dredlocks as of yesterday. I was considering dreads at one stage, but I think they'd be to high-maintainance.
We'd decided to meet out the front of the Whitehorse City Council offices, in Box Hill. It turned out that the Whitehorse Christian City Church was just around the corner, so we checked that out before leaving Melbourne. It was interesting how they used 'secular' music and film in the service.
Afterwards we drove back to Ballarat, arriving at 9:56pm.