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Weekly Busa Report
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Defying the German Cliche
Res Wars Weekly Update
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Editor's Report Welcome to a landmark issue 30 of Scope. First and foremost, I must apologise for two things. One, you will notice that the following three pages were written by Caleb Connor. I wish it could’ve been avoided, but the man has a lot going on in his life at the moment. Secondly, Scope this week is noticably bare compared to previous editions. We have just installed a new printer in the BUSA office and it is incapable of taking in large files (cue “that’s what she said”) so Bond publications have to be graphically toned down from here on end. What we lack in pretty colours this week are certainly made up for by the brilliant content. For one, don’t miss Shannan Smith’s politically-charged “Back to the Polls.” Germany was recently voted as the least funny country in the world. Linda Woelk attempts to falsify that myth, along with other German stereotypes, in “Defying the German Cliche.” It seems that Bond is quite preoccupied with winning lately. After our recent NUG success, Bond’s SIFE team were highly successful at the 2011 SIFE Nationals Conference. Isabel Jantos reports from Sydney. Last, but not least, Laura Fernandez reviewed the movie that effectively ended our childhoods, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two. I don’t think I’m alone when I say I died a little bit inside when the movie ended. Until next week, Andra Nasrie
Weekly BUSA Report
Clothing Drive I don’t know about you, but I have a lot of useless clothing taking up space in my room. There’s around 2 suitcases worth of ‘cool for a 17-year old Toowoomba kid’ clothes I originally brought from home (offensive slogan tees, baggy jeans), 10 business shirts that are now too small to fit my enormous chest (complimentary of the sports centre), and probably 10 kilograms worth of dress ups I bought for every excuse of an event to get hammered and look ridiculous. Now guys, even though you might like to thrown on the blouse you bought for Tight and Bright when you get home from Don’s “for fun”, these clothes you have lying around might be better used elsewhere….
Sometime during the next week, have a look through your wardrobe with a mind towards cleaning out the stuff you no longer need. Between now and next Wednesday there will be a space in the BUSA office for you to bring your unwanted clothes. It’s a charitable donation that hurts less than giving blood, and while it doesn’t come with the free milkshake we all donate for in the first place, you can still walk away happy with the contribution you’ve just made. For students living on residence, you can bring the first of your donations to the last Res Wars of the semester going down at the Sports Fields later tonight. BUSA will be collecting all of your donations into one big pile. Come on down to the second-last Wednesday by the Water of the semester next week to compete in a little fashion show, where teams of three will have to assemble the most impressive outfits of used clothing to win some fun prizes. Get behind one of the last initiatives of the semester, for yourselves and for your local community.
Organisations around Australian can use the clothes you don’t wear anymore for a whole range of other things than taking up valuable closet space. By giving a shirt to someone like St. Vincent de Paul, The Salvation Army, or the Red Cross, this shirt can be sold to generate funds to support community projects or provided as relief for individuals affected by crises, such as those most affected by the Queensland floods earlier in the year. Other groups like the Smith Family can even turn your unused shirt into affordable insulation for individuals who need it most, but might be struggling to make ends meet. Note: These groups also provide the vintage clothing fuelling the chic of annoying indie hipsters. We do not condone this. To get students behind the great work being done by groups around the Gold Coast, BUSA will be doing its bit in the most affordable way possible: helping you get rid of your unwanted or unused clothing and putting it towards something a little more noble. Clothing drives run by students in the past have achieved fantastic results, with ute-loads of clothes being collected and donated to a charitable cause. These were amazing efforts and we think we can go higher.
By Caleb Connor The Asia-Pacific Model United Nations Conference (AMUNC) has just wrapped up, and for the twelve Bondies in attendance it was an intimidating, cold, long, and completely unique and incredible experience. Before we go into that though, let’s get to know AMUNC a little better: What: Asia-Pacific Model United Nations Conference 2011, held July 9th to 15th Where: The Australian National University, Canberra What Happens: AMUNC is a conference featuring hundreds of student delegates from universities across the Asia-Pacific region coming together for days of intensive debate within simulated United Nations committees. Committees on offer range from the Development Programme to the Security Council, and it is here that delegates advocate the policy of their selected country with eloquence and vigour to impress their directors (and often the hot press representatives). It also has a rockin’ social calendar.
It’s difficult to describe the general experience of attending AMUNC, so to help you visualise the collective parts that contribute to the amazing whole, I’ve found a series of paradoxes to be most useful: One week in desolate Canberra – One week away from university If Canberra is the home of the Australian story, then it must take ages for this story to get anywhere. We left Sydney by car on the 9th, and after driving for three hours through the absolute sticks of New South Wales entered our nation’s “sparkling” capital. In fact, if the dreary grey, cold stone expanses of ANU are anything to go from, it looked kind of Soviet-inspired. However, even though the decrepit house five of our delegation stayed in had a single heater for nights that plunged into the negatives, a week out of study with 600 new people to meet was enough to get everybody out of bed in the dead cold and into committee every morning.
Honourable Delegate from Sweden – Slightly confused, hugely underprepared Australian student Attending a model UN requires significant preparation on behalf of the student delegate. Essentially, you have to step into the committee room with knowledge not only of your respective state’s domestic and foreign policy in regards to your topic, but also of your country’s history, outstanding alliances, and the mandate of your committee. Given that the Bond Delegation was weeks into semester and ear-high in course work, consider many of our few to have been a little underprepared. However, the Bondies still did an outstanding job, with two delegates receiving special commendations for their leadership in committee. 8-hour daily committee sessions – Free wine and nightly social events Committee sessions are tough. For eight hours every day you debate and negotiate with upwards of thirty other representatives, each with knowledge of their very different interests (or a frustrating lack thereof ) to include in a resolution at the end. Either this or you subtly finish your Contracts assignment. Now, try and get through four consecutive days of this on five hours sleep every night and a killer complimentary-alcohol inspired hangover. The social events at AMUNC were amazing: UniBar outside of ANU was five levels of uni student heaven, with a whole level of pool table glory; a 50s Hollywood Ball on the second night had us wining and dining underneath hanging aeroplanes at the National War Memorial; finally, the secretariat prepared for us a Finale Ball at the Great Hall of Parliament House as a send off to end all conferences. 600 of the Asia-Pacific’s brightest and best debating against you – 600 sweet self-professed international relations nerds who can hit the dance-floor. Hard. While AMUNC may sound like a paradise for the book-smart, well spoken, and socially underdeveloped international relations geek, all there is to be said is that it attracts a pretty di-
verse group of people from universities in Australia, New Zealand, Malaysia, and China. My general impression: most of these students are unashamedly passionate about everything UN, IR and law, and the whole MUN process. And man, can these kids break it down. Even though it seemed the War Memorial event couldn’t possibly get too lively, as soon as the food was eaten, free wine smashed and DJ set up, it was 600 nerds on the floor throwing shapes under a gigantic submarine. Same goes for the Finale Ball, where barriers were set up to stop those students who couldn’t hold their wine at the Memorial from projectile vomiting over the multi-million dollar tapestry. While the events may be spectacular, it was the people that made the conference. Even though they could assume the role of Iran like only Ahmedinejad could, many of them were sweet and genuine enough to tell you how much they learned from you over the week, or in what way you managed to stand out as special from amongst the enormous crowd. Especially for this reason, AMUNC 2011 was valuable experience for everyone who attended, and one that could never be quickly forgotten.
Back to We’ve had the carbon tax special news bulletin, the official press club address, the myriad newspaper reports and countless talkback radio commentaries. Last week, the Prime Minister even took to the panel of Channel Ten’s The 7pm Project to make the case for a price on carbon. Indeed, in recent times the Australian people have been inundated with facts and figures, bombarded with evidence purporting to prove how much better – or worse – their lives will be under a carbon tax scheme. I think it’s fair to say Julia Gillard got something right when she told the press gallery last Thursday that “we have had the debate”. So, now that we’ve talked, let’s move the country forward – Julia loves doing that. Let’s put the issue to rest once and for all: let’s go back to the polling booths. Granted, very few Australians are fond of the federal election process. Nobody really wants to watch the PM and Leader of the Opposition’s propaganda campaigns play on repeat on all the major networks – though it could be argued we’ve been doing that anyway. Nor do many people hope to spend their Saturday morning lining up to place a ballot slip in a cardboard box. Nonetheless, most Australians recognise their right to vote as an integral means of checking the balance of the bureaucracy and expect to have their voices heard on the big issues, of which the carbon tax in certainly one.
Past political leaders have understood and respected this process. As Tony Abbott recalled on Channel Ten last week, when former Australian PM John Howard sought to introduce the Goods and Services Tax (GST), another highly controversial measure of taxation reform, he put the issue to an election. Howard announced his government’s intention to introduce a GST in August, 1997. A year later, the finer points of the PM’s “A New Tax System” proposal were made available to the public. Once all was laid bare, an election was called for October, 1998. No further steps towards the realisation of Howard’s GST program were taken until his party was returned to office with a clear mandate from the Australian people to effect the requisite change. Thus, it could be said that there is a kind of political precedent in Australia according to which ‘the people’ always have the final word - particularly when the public is being asked to accept a complete policy back-flip by their government representatives. Indeed, Howard’s actions are especially relevant to the current debate as his decision to introduce a GST overtly contradicted earlier pledges he had made to the Australian people, just as Gillard’s recently discovered passion for climate change is at uncomfortable odds with her pre-election position. What Howard proved, however, is that there is a difference between politicians who experience a change of heart and those political play-
“Let’s put the issue to rest once and for all: let’s go back to the polling booths.” ers who merely have a propensity for deceit. The former is willing to risk parliamentary office on the strength of their newfound convictions, the latter is not. Greens MP Bob Brown recently criticised Tony Abbot for having a “perverse view of democracy” for suggesting the Liberal party may push for a double dissolution in order to repeal the carbon tax after the next election, should such a measure be required. Perhaps Brown should take a closer look at his allies before he starts challenging his opponents. Julia Gillard first came to power without the consent of the Australian people and is now attempting to govern in the same way. I’d suggest that’s a pretty corrupted vision of the democratic ideal.
HTSA Christmas in July Photographer: Lizzie Arthur
Bus v Law Photographer: Nicola Ying
Pyjama Party Photographer: Liam Byrne
Defying the german cliche
They seem to be everywhere around campus; they always talk in a loud voice and drink beer: ‘the Germans’. Everyone seems to know them, but does knowing one mean you know them all? This is a question of clichés and truth. Let me enlighten you a little bit about common German misconceptions. There is the typical picture of a German bloke wearing leather pants, usually blonde and tall, and with a particular accent. All that seems to drive him is beer. Then there is the German girl in a traditional dress - a “Dirndel” - usually blonde and quite well equipped. They eat Sauerkraut and Bratwurst together, drink beer and visit the Oktoberfest every year. What a fairytale. But this is just catching the life of probably less than 1/3 of all of your German friends at Bond. The rest live in the northern part of Germany - or at least not in Bavaria. They drink a beer every now and then and wear normal clothes like everyone else. The truth about ‘us’ is that we are actually quite similar to you. I’m dearly sorry if I have now destroyed your entire view about ‘the Germans’, but no such thing exists. We have our differences between our states and are quite proud of them, just like you distinguish yourself from anyone from New South Wales or Queensland (especially during State of Origin). Appearances aside, there are also some further stereotypes that I would like to correct.
Not your typical German man...
“I hope I have corrected some of the very prevalent Australian misconception about Germans.” First of all: “Scheißenhausen”. Whoever thinks that this is a German word is completely wrong. I don’t really know who introduced it to Australia or whether it is just another invention of some crazy filmmaker, but this is definitely not in the German dictionary. Another issue that I would like to address is ease of movement. The period of the Berlin Wall in Germany has been terminated since 1989, so no, it is not an incredible effort for us to get on a plane and fly to Australia. We are just as free as anyone else. It may come as a surprise to you, but Germany does have a beach. I am surprised how many times I have already been asked how much I must enjoy the beach here, because we don’t have one in Germany. Nevertheless, I must admit I probably only go to this particular beach, or the islands near Germany, once a year, but at least it is not a myth. The beach does exist. I hope I have corrected some of the very prevalent Australian misconceptions about Germans. I also just want to emphasise that I myself have experienced the issues I have addressed, so they are based on true interactions with other cultures. I’d like to end with a plea for the future: let’s celebrate our individuality and diversity, rather than generalising a whole bunch of people as ‘the Germans’. In reality, everyone is quite diverse.
See, Germany does have beaches.
Bond SIFE Team Represents at the National Conference 2011 Isabel Jantos Students in Free Enterprise is an entirely student run, not-for-profit organisation, with members who strive to develop and implement community projects that have a positive impact on the world around them. Each year, universities across Australia with a SIFE team come together at a National Conference and compete by presenting their projects in the hopes of being named the National SIFE Champions. Last week, 10 students and their Faculty Advisor, Dr Dell McStay, travelled to Sydney to represent Bond University at the SIFE National Conference 2011. Led by Ben Bourke, the team presented only four of their many projects: Michael Cooper is leading the fight against bullying with One Goal. One Community. Andrew Mackenzie is helping create tomorrow’s leaders with Express Public Speaking. Isabel Jantos is creating better educational pathways for Indigenous Students with Indigenous Express. Tawanda Biti and Mitch Hammer are saving lives by saving the environment, one TAP bottle at a time, with the TAP Collective. The conference began with a coffee run, a few hours of practice workshops and then came the opening ceremony. From 22 Universities present at the National Conference, the Bond SIFE Team found themselves competing in the preliminary rounds against ACU, Univeresity of Sydney, Charles Darwin, and USQ. During ice breakers, two Bond students found themselves answering the question, “if you could take anyone with you on a deserted island, who would it be?” with: “Natalie Portman – because if she were a transformer, she would be optimus fine”. Another student
was left dancing the Nutbush with a group of CQU students in front of a few hundred people on stage. Later on that night, it was back to practicing speeches and fine tuning the presentation until midnight. The day of the preliminary round and the nerves were showing. Shortly before the presentation, presenters were pacing around in the foyer rambling off parts of their speeches. Andrew Mackenzie did a quick wardrobe change and went from wearing a suit to being in a toga. As the preliminary presentation begun, things were going well until technical difficulties hit and a testimonial video for the Indigenous Express Project did not play. What was only five seconds seemed like a life-time, but that was quickly forgotten when the speech went on. The preliminary round highlight was when Andrew got one of the judges from Chep Australia to say “touché” when he said, “I may not be the world’s greatest public speaker, but would I be up here, in front of all of you, dressed in a toga, if I didn’t have confidence?” After preliminary rounds, the wait began. Opening round ceremony had begun and it took forever for the top eight teams that were to progress to the semi-finals to be announced. Iphones in one hand, ready to write messages and Facebook status updates, and fingers crossed on the other, we all sat in anticipation, listening attentively when, finally: “The first team through to the semis is, Bond University”! Loud screams of excitement were heard and many “oh my god’s” were said; it was a very happy moment for Bond SIFE. Bond SIFE joined ACU, UNSW, Uni Melb, UNE, Griffith and Curtin Uni as semi-finalists.
After minimal sleep and copious amounts of coffee, the team presented at 9am in front of a panel of 24 judges from Sugar Australia. And the wait began once again. The team sat once again in anticipation of the results, with iphones and crossed fingers. After three universities were named for the grand finals, the team were hoping the 4th team would be Bond – and it was! Loud cheers came not only from Bond but from other Qld universities who were cheering in support of Bond. It was a very proud moment for the Bond SIFE Team – we joined Uni Melb, UNSW and ACU in the grand finals of 2011. Although the team did not place in the top two, being in the top four from 22 Universities was a great accomplishment for Bond SIFE. Such a result would not have been possible if it weren’t for the support of our Faculty Advisor, Dr. Dell McStay and the help of Professor Amy Kenworthy, and also the hard work and leadership of Ben Bourke, who lead this diverse team of Bond SIFER’s to the grand finals 2011. 36 hours, three presentations, 30+ cups of coffee, too much junk food, five hours sleep and six lost voices later, the team can call themselves grand finalist of the SIFE National Conference 2011.
Ben Bourke “Benjamin Button” Presenting Team Team President
Mitch Hammer “Hamster” Presenting Team TAP Collective
Hannah Fitzpatrick Team VP Supporting Team
Nicholas Rodgers “Gramps” Supporting Team Annual Report Distributor
Eve Lonie “Dani” Supporting Team Annual Report Distributor
Karl Black “Serious Black” Supporting Team Official Trip Photographer
Aaron Dunkerton “Dunks” Supporting Team Official Slide Clicker
Isabel Jantos “Izzy Rascal” Presenting Team Indigenous Express
Tawanda Biti “T-biddy” Presenting Team TAP Collective
Andrew Mackenzie “Jammy Jams” Presenting Team Express Public Speaking
Michael Cooper “Coop” Presenting Team One Goal. One Community
Lake Restaurant and Cafe Robert Rooney Looking for the perfect place to wine and dine near Bond? This week’s review focuses on Lake Café. Arrival Walking inside the front entrance of Lake Café from the chilly night air, this critic was greeted by the pleasant warmth of the gas heaters surrounding the foyer. Panoramic views of Lake Ore are perfectly portrayed from the golden, softly lit interior of the café. The tables were clean and didn’t rock. The chairs were fairly standard but too close to other tables. It was interesting to note that I was nearly sharing my meal with the next table. Service Greeted by three different waiters, I was surprised by the apparent lack of care some staff displayed. The menu was clean and well presented, displaying many different food and beverage choices. The cuisine style was Italian, featuring many pastas, pizzas and risottos. The speed of the waiters was very good, with a waitress taking my order in minutes. The waitress was dressed in a clean and professional uniform and was pleasant and polite. All of my questions regarding the menu were answered patiently, concisely and knowledgably, despite my persistent and perhaps irritating
interrogative style. After selecting the Putanesca (anchovies, capers, olives, pepperoni, chilli, napoli) on fettuccini pasta and a white wine, I sat back to enjoy the soft overhead music. Dining After a five minute wait, the wine was brought out. The glassware was clean with no streaks. The wine was crisp and tasty. Ten minutes later, the Putanesca was brought out and it smelled delicious. I was intrigued by the presentation method the chef used, which was to drown the pasta with the sauce. The meal looked somewhat like a soup with questionable floaties. Traditionally, the Putanesca is a salty dish based on anchovies, capers, olives, chilli, oregano and parsley. Perhaps enjoying many different versions of Putanesca has biased my taste, but I was overwhelmed by the sheer saltiness of this meal. The strong taste of the kalamata olive permeated the meal, but the anchovies (quite salty themselves) was perhaps the most delicious part of the meal. I also ordered a delicious blueberry cheesecake cooked earlier that day. I was pleasantly surprised by the sweet taste of the blueberry, but the cheesecake was fairly standard. The coffee was perfectly brewed and tasted very nice. Overall Lake Café is a very well presented and pleasant restaurant. The staff are professional and knowledgeable, with a friendly manner. The meals are generally fairly standard, but sometimes a lack of care in presentation and preparation may lend to a poor meal. The desserts and sweets are tasty and fairly standard. Coffee and other beverages are very tasty. Overall, I am disappointed with the pricing of this restaurant when compared against the taste of the meal. I recommend this café for a coffee and cake break. I rate this restaurant 6/10. Open 7 days from 7am to 9pm or late. For more reviews follow me on twitter @RobertARooney.
Seven books. Eight movies. We are the Harry Potter generation. I first met Harry when I was eight years old. Now eighteen, I look back and realise that every significant part of my life was shared with Harry - that is, I don’t actually remember life before Harry. Once hooked on the books, I questioned my parents, “Did you lose my letter of acceptance to Hogwarts?” Eventually, I unwillingly accepted my fate in a muggle school, but found that I grew up at the same time as Harry, Ron and Hermione. While I was ‘sorted’ into Gilbert House, they were sorted into Gryffindor. While I took the Flinders Street train, they casually hopped on at Platform 9 and ¾. While I sat my VCE exams, they took their OWLs. And finally, while I left home to seek out a new environment and education at Bond, Harry and the crew left Hogwarts to seek out Horcruxes and Voldemort. It was with much excitement and nostalgia that I, along with millions of other dedicated Harry Potter fans, prepared to watch the midnight screening of the final movie. The line of wizards and witches crawled around from the entrance of the cinema to the candy bar, much like the line of love-struck Gilderoy Lockhart fans in “The Chamber of Secrets”. With the determination and excitement of Dumbledore’s Army, the crowd surged forward to get the best seats possible and support Harry on his final journey. The movie blew people away with its success. Fans sobbed as Fred, Lupin and Tonks passed away, rejoiced as Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore’s Army protected Hogwarts and, above all, struggled to contain their laughter as Voldemort awkwardly hugged Malfoy in front of the school. Despite its dark storyline, “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” maintained the great sense of humour displayed in the previous stories and films, especially as Voldy amused everyone with his ridiculous laugh. Great heroic acts were displayed in the final movie, with the sacrifice of Severus “The bravest man I ever knew” Snape, the love of
Mrs “Not my daughter, you bitch!” Weasley, and the courage of Neville “I’ll join you when hell freezes over” Longbottom. The Harry Potter series and its characters has been an inspiration to people of all cultures, religions, genders, and ages. At the end of the final movie, I cried uncontrollably, knocking my popcorn over and screaming “MY CHILDHOOD IS OVER!” I do not believe I am alone when I say Avada Kedavra to my childhood, and sincerely thank J.K Rowling for her ingenious creations. Laura Fernandez
Res Wars - Weekly Report Basketball Week 9 Week 9 Resident Wars was an opportunity for those with great ball handling skills to put their craft on the court – with Res Wars Basketball. The competition has many high flyers with excellent basketball ability, while also having many players who had the advantage of being high, albeit not a tremendous amount of talent. The good thing is, with a star player for each team – there was no resident area with a distinct advantage – which would soon make for some excellent games.
robin games gave a solid indication of where teams would be placed come the end of the night. Strong first round wins by A and B Block had most observers believing this would be the grand final line up – with an under manned Green Machine and AC red Devils bringing up the rear.
Not to be outdone though – once the 5 green machine players had warmed up sufficiently from an A Block flogging, they began to find their shooting range, scoring a convincing wins over B Block and In giving a wrap up of the women’s competition the AC to give themselves a shot for the finals! the results were as follows: After the AC and B Block both finished with only 4th – The AC (For having 0 players attend) 1 win for the night – it meant that it was an un3rd – A Block (For having 1 player attend) der manned Green Machine team that would take on the mighty A Block Pride in the grand final. A After placing these teams respectively, we were Block started strongly – driving the ball quickly able to get onto what may be the first Res Wars down the court to under pin their less tactical and grand final where teams qualified without having clearly tired counter parts. Opening up a 17 – 8 payed any preliminary matches! advantage with only 3 minutes left in the game – it seemed that A Block would once again steam In what came down to a game involving a B Block role the opposition. But – although less tactical team comprising 14 players and a Green Machine and aware of the traditional game of basketball – team of 4 – it was going to always be an uphill bat- Green Machine found their version of Moses – as tle. Despite the fantastic efforts of Hanna West, the man of the match from green Machine who who, at 9ft, 3 inches used her super model-like unfortunately left before we could grab his name height as an asset to keep her team in touch – the and give him his prize - scored 3 shots from outconsistent efforts of the very keen, energetic and side the ark – pulling back the scores and tying the committed B Block girls ensured that the margin game. between the two teams was of a significant margin at al points in the game, allowing them to role After a very tense shoot out – the upset of the seaout clear winners at the blow of the whistle. son was complete – Green Machine had beaten A Block and recorded a fantastic win! The men’s game on the other hand was an excellent showing of skill, brawn and just a little bit of Well done to all who attended. See you next week the inner rugby player noticeable in most of the for the final Resident Wars for 112 – the Sports Carboys on the basketball court. The opening round nival!
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One minute with... Annalese Smith Rumour has it you’re good with a stick and you’re a monster with handballs. Please explain. The rumour would be correct as I have become very capable in handling both balls and a stick. I have been very fortunate in becoming a highly ranked individual. Which would you choose between handball and hockey? Probably handball because it’s a contact sport, so if you don’t like someone on the other team you can hurt them and not feel bad about it. Do you study exercise science so you can mend the faces you break in handball? I’m pretty sure I’m the one who always ends up with black eyes and concussions so I guess it would be helpful to fix myself. Do you transfer your competitive streak to everyday life? I am a pretty serious player on the field and sometimes I might take “friendly” activities a little bit too seriously. I’m all for sportsmanship but winning is always good. I don’t think in every day life I’m a mean as I am on the field. I try to be extra nice so that it makes up for it somehow. What’s the farthest distance you’ve ever ran? I ran 25km once in a charity fun run.
What’s your bike’s name? Francis. It has FUGI written on it as the brand name and I’m pretty blind so I misread it in the store. The store keeper just laughed at me but I kept the name. Can you play the guitar? Yes and no. I’m pretty weird so I play it with my left hand yet I’m right handed and my version of playing means just strumming the strings. What is your biggest fear? Dolphins. Absolutely hate them. When I was six I got pulled out from the stadium to feed one and I went down and freaked out. They are creepy animals. I can’t look at them ever since.