Monday 22 February 2010

O-week shenanigans

6:20am: Wake up, brush teeth, get changed, comb hair, grab lunch, eat breakfast
7:18am: Leave house for bus
7:23am: Argue with bus driver about fare. He wanted to give me what he thought was a cheaper ticket (but it was more expensive) ... but I wasn't going that way so I refused. He thought me very stupid.
8:05am: Arrive at uni. No one I know is there. People slowly start to trickle in, and eventually we practice our dance routine on the grass. Flirted with one of the Kelly brothers with my eyes. (Yeah... nah. I just looked at him with stalker eyes... which he thought was hilarious)
9:00am: Set up the Rotaract stall. Bothered... er talked to people all morning. Me and Bob plan on trolling the Socialist alternative booth at some point in the week. Our argument would be:

Bob: You shouldn't support homosexual marriage because marriage is a religious institution, and religion is the opiate of the masses. Hence, as the Socialist alternative who is supposed to be religion free, homosexual marriage is useless.
Me: Annnd, the whole concept of monogamy is what underpins Capitalist society. The whole advertising sector works based on the societal perception that sex is something forbidden, only to be experienced by a monogamous pair. Hence, by promoting and supporting homosexual marriage, you are further supporting the idea that monogamy is a good value, hence you are supporting Capitalism.

Weee. Fun.
11:00am: Law, lawyers and society. The lecturer looks like fun =]

1pm: Helped out somewhat at the Rotaract stall, then moseyed over the the MDA stall to do a last minute rehearsal.

2pm: Performed. Kinda shit, kinda fun. They also had a workshop where they taught a couple (literally a couple) of moves from Beyonce's Single ladies. One guy went absolutely nuts! He was friggin epic. He's so cute, I'm going to adopt him as my little brother.

3pm: Eating lunch, recruiting people

4pm: Perception Lecture. In the first hour, the lecturer used the exact same slides as the ones he used last semester (suck for us second years, probably awesome for the third years). Second hour was okay.

6pm: hometime!

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