filler piece

So time to have a deep look into the strangely amazing university lifestyle. I now am a member of the elusive world of higher education and all the perks that seem to flow along with it. No descriptions can really describe what it is like till you really start to live it. So let me begin my little story...

So it all begins with the orientation week or o-week as it is known by the hipsters. This is a time where a mass of 1^st years sit through a bunch of boring pointless information sessions and then get bombarded with free products and pleas to join all sorts of groups and societies that generally they have no interest in. Though it works out well because if I have start getting some action again I will be well supplied in the area of condoms and with assorted entertain labels too. So the boring lectures aside and a general party atmosphere developing uni was starting to look good but a pervious investment in a MESS camp (engineering camp) was about to open my eyes to a whole new world.

So I rock up to uni with a few things ready for this three day camp and I slip into the group of 100 odd students all a bit lost and confused about the weekend’s events. Then out comes the beer bong and our parents (the name given to group leaders) begin peer pressuring campees into pouring copious amounts of beer and udls down their throats. All of sudden things start to get full on as we are given nicknames and separated into families and introduced to our parents where an odd assortment of kid’s tricycles and beer kegs suddenly become obvious to us. So the trip began as we boarded a bus and set off to somewhere that was a nowhere.  

On arrival our alcoholic orders were made and after a swim in a muddy dam and some fairly average meet and great games the actual idea of the camp was made clear. Drink and don’t stop. Drinking games followed drinking games and making a fool of yourself was required. The trivia point system was well different to the norm. The more stupid things you did for the judges the more points you got and it reached its climax with a guy eating a whole wax strip of pubes with the fabric and all just for a measly 8 points. Then it was party time and hell it was one of the craziest I had ever seen and this is where the night really reminded me I was on an engineering camp. We played more drinking games before bed to ensure a good solid sleep.

The day of Beer Olympics arrived and in training competitors started the day with a morning beer bong some of whom decided one would not be enough and were drunk once again by 8am. A scavenger hunt had people shaving their own eyebrows and cutting mullets in their hair and soon enough nudity began to surface something I am keen to forget and does not need to be retold. The Olympics saw the greatest drinkers compete in activities that all ended in celebrated puking. American pie all of sudden became very real and it was clear the university had began.

Then the first day came around I was pleasantly surprised with how much I enjoyed my subject selection and fell in love the university lifestyle on the spot. I also found it funny how much those stereotypes really were true after talking to friend and seeing he really was getting into the university arts lifestyle. I have gotten to know so many new people and instantly forgotten who 90% of them are but it really is going to be a great 5 years. I am sorry that this piece is not amazing intellectual soap story  but I has done anything in days so I rushed something fresh out enjoy.