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I can no longer tell if someone’s knocking at the door/breaking in, or if it’s just that fucking kookaburra slamming itself into all the windows in my house.
I swear, one day I’m gonna assume it’s the kookaburra and then some stranger’s gonna walk in and kill me.
The Field of Celebrant checkpoint
1646.35 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
14 May, 2013.
The Field of Celebrant was where the fierce Easterlings known as the Balchoth waged open war against a weakened Gondor. With no allies left east of Anduin, Gondor sent the Red Arrow north to the Éothéod, their ancient allies.
When the battle seemed lost, the Éothéod (led by Eorl the Young) suddenly appeared, unexpected by friend or foe. The Éothéod crossed the Anduin at the Undeeps of the river, and broke on the rearguard of the Balchoth. The Balchoth were completely defeated and the Gondorian armies saved. The Éothéod continued their foray into northern Gondor, scattering and destroying all the Balchoth in Calenardhon.
After the battle, the Steward of Gondor gave the Éothéod the entire land of Calenardhon to dwell in as thanks. The Éothéod founded the Kingdom of Rohan there.
I’m at least a week ahead on all of my readings, my writing tasks are finished, after today my blogs will be completely up to date and I’ll be working on next week’s one. My group assignment is under control, I have a presentation on Wednesday and after that my next pieces of assessment won’t be due until June.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this organised in my entire university career. So why am I so anxious?
I had this really stupid dream last night that I wasn’t ready for a uni presentation and all this shit went down, but the worst part was that I went to set up a PowerPoint and instead of bringing a USB I had brought a bread clip.
Well fucking done, Dream Self.
There was a Doctor Who research seminar at my uni today, and one of the speakers was talking about how the Doctor visits the Victorian era more than anything else.
We got to question time and this kid put up his hand. He was about 12 (his mother had brought him along) and the youngest person in the room by at least five years, probably more. And he goes, ‘Do you think it’s because of the way the TARDIS scans-?’
And his mother cut him off and said, ‘No. Off-topic. Sorry, guys, that was off-topic.’ And then she whispered something to him, maybe to answer his question.
The speaker that had been talking about the Victorian era said, very kindly, ‘Ask me at the end. We can have a chat.’
Which was lovely of her.
But that fucking mother. Her child put his hand up in a room of adults and had the courage to say something. Some people in my post-grad course still don’t have the courage to speak in far less crowded classrooms.
AND I WANTED TO HEAR WHAT THE KID HAD TO SAY.
I was waiting outside my class the other day, and someone was doing a group presentation on my floor. It seemed to be about cultural identity in Australia.
All of the people in the group were saying ‘Straya’, and they used some YouTube examples that shouted out ‘FUCKIN’ STRAYA, CUNT!’
Hope they got a seven.
Gift-giving and leave Lothlórien checkpoint
1496.88 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
21 April, 2013.
One day my wrist will be well enough for me to use a rowing machine for the Lothlórien to Rauros Falls leg. But it is not this day.
Reach gates of Caras Galadhon and Lothlórien checkpoint
1480.59 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
21 April, 2013.
The peak of Cerin Amroth checkpoint
1458.06 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
17 April, 2013.
The slopes of Cerin Amroth were grassy and covered with flowers - the golden elanor (a small, golden, star-shaped flower) and the pale niphredil (white flower with a pale green, slender stalk). On the summit of the hill were two circles of trees; the outer trees had white bark and the inner trees were the gold-leaved mallorn.
I have a sudden urge to go back and read all of the Spooksville books again.
Since there’s a tiny gap between my assignments, I re-read The Infernal Devices this week, and bought Clockwork Princess yesterday.
I finished it this afternoon, and … I don’t know how I feel right now. I think I read it so fast that it didn’t really sink in, and Tumblr spoiled some of it for me so fuck you, but at least I’ve read it now.
Cross Nimrodel checkpoint
1377.59 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
31 March, 2013.
“Here is Nimrodel!” Said Legolas … One by one they climbed down and followed Legolas. For a moment Frodo stood near the brink and let the water flow over his tired feet. It was cold but its touch was clean, and as he went on and it mounted to his knees, he felt that the stain of travel and all weariness was washed from his limbs.
The Woods of Lothlórien checkpoint
1375.98 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
31 March, 2013.
Frodo hears a creature and sees its eyes in the dark checkpoint
1374.37 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
30 March, 2013.
Give them a moment, for pity’s sake!
Stop to vent grief checkpoint
1351.84 kilometres into the Walk to Mordor challenge.
27 March, 2013.
My progress has slowed a little lately. I’ve stopped using the exercise bike while a rash on my leg is healing (seems like the fabric on some of my shorts was irritating my skin), so it’s just been my daily walking. And I haven’t been super active over the last week or two because uni assessment is starting to ramp up. But I’m now on mid-semester break, and my rash is healing pretty well. Looking forward to catching up on uni work and sleep over the next week or so.