Moving Moving Moving

So its been a little while so my last post, and there are a couple reasons for that, mainly computer problems. Most of this post is from collective memories rather than any one person.
So Sunday was the legendary Fisher event known as the Move. It is meant to celebrate the end of the rugby season, as well be one last hurrah before everyone buckled for exams. It had everyone, violence, nudity, and alcohol. One of the reasons that alcohol became quite a problem was Ziggy brought tape, so may people decided it would be a great idea to create wizard staffs. The goal then became to get them over their head. Ira succeeded in hitting the ceiling. After this, much of the night became a blur for many people. The lifers won the boat race as usual. There was cider, but that didn't last too long. The nudity came in many forms, mainly the most memorable of which was Bruce, and his performance. Maybe the funniest story involves Brady (our sometimes Rugby Coach). He challenged the boys to try to take him down, and stop him running. Everyone got revved up to do it...Then he took off all his clothes...Everybody walked off.
The violence involved the freshers trying to run across the rugby pitch as everyone else tried to stop them. I was stopped by Tess and I believe Zankee took upon himself to do so as well, ripping my jeans in the process. For some reason some of the girls tried planking, so Jason and I had to show them how idiotic they looked. Jes also tried to feed a flower to a possum, with limited to no results. There is much more from the night, but I have neither the time nor the memory to put it here
Disaster struck the next morning when I woke up. I found my laptop soaking wet with water. I must have spilled my water bottle on it. It has not come back to life since. Life sucks a bit. I've currently stolen Jason's laptop. his N key barely works. Anyway, lessons learned: no more wizard staffs, drink less, stay away from electronics when drunk.
Also, no pictures are suitable to be posted on this blog