Australia//24//Female
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Hello, Hello.
Sorry my blog isn't very fandom, music or style specific. It's a bit of a mess, really.
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Basically anything fandom/humour related.
I need a life. Anyone know where to get one of those?
Me: I don’t get it. I thought I was doing a lot better than I was a few years ago. I’m like 10 times more on top of things than I used to be. How does everything feel terrible now?
The Tiny Me in OSHA-approved Hi-Vis Gear Who lives in my brain and pulls all the levers: Boss, it’s the fascism. You’re completely gunked up with cortisol due to the fact that your entire daily life is now underscored with a haunting awareness of the rapid erosion of your rights, dignity, and any and all social safety nets, and you’re also bearing witness to the most vulnerable people immediately being persecuted. This creates a natural stress response that basically means you’re going to continue having memory and organizational problems, as well as emotional imbalances.
Me: BUT I HAVE A BULLET JOURNAL AND I MEDITATE NOW.
it was so funny watching the rock climbing event that was on for the first ever time at the Olympics this year. the commentators couldn’t wrap there heads around how supportive the competitors were and how that actually planned and discussed the climbing routes and problems as a group. it’s so funny because first of all the people commenting on this sport have obviously never stepped foot in a climbing gym in their life and second of all if you do any kind of rope or lead climbing, you are literally required to trust your fellow climbers with you safety because they’re the one at the other end of the rope stopping you from breaking your neck in most circumstances
like. i know it’s a competition for the purposes of the Olympics, but that doesn’t mean that all sport is inherently competitive, or that all competition is inherently conflict, and those kinds of attitudes towards sport are why im only just starting to enjoy exercise now in my mid 20s
your biggest competitor in a sport should be yourself and that’s my hot take.
Throwback to the time my poor German teacher had to explain the concept of formal and informal pronouns to a class full of Australians and everyone was scandalised and loudly complained “why can’t I treat everyone the same?” “I don’t want to be a Sie!” “but being friendly is respectful!” “wouldn’t using ‘du’ just show I like them?” until one guy conceded “I suppose maybe I’d use Sie with someone like the prime minister, if he weren’t such a cunt” and my teacher ended up with her head in her hands saying “you are all banned from using du until I can trust you”
God help Japanese teachers in Australia.
if this isnt an accurate representation of australia idk what is
Australia’s reverse-formality respect culture is fascinating. We don’t even really think about it until we try to communicate or learn about another culture and the rules that are pretty standard for most of the world just feel so wrong. I went to America this one time and I kept automatically thinking that strangers using ‘sir’ and ‘ma’am’ were sassing me.
Australians could not be trusted with a language with ingrained tiers of formal address. The most formal forms would immediately become synonyms for ‘go fuck yourself’ and if you weren’t using the most informal version possible within three sentences of meeting someone they’d take it to mean you hated them.
100% true.
the difference between “‘scuse me” and “excuse me” is a fistfight
