Life is nice here.......
Michael isnt soft-spoken, he's a wacky dancer in a studious skin. Found that out during Poor Taste Party at IH. He's a great dancer, completely un-self-conscious. The girl from Mauritius isn't Dorm, it's Dawn, and the Japanese girl's Yui, not Yuni (my hearing sucks, so sue me). Met plenty more people here, but I find that the Caucasians mostly stick to themselves, and the Asians do the same. Emir (Indonesian, studied in Singapore) came up with a theory: The Caucasians find themselves outnumbered and feel that their culture is threatened. My addition : the Asians find themselves in an unfamiliar setting, hence they tend to stick to what they know best, their own people. Of course, everyone gets along pretty well here, it's just that we aren't (and probably never will be) as close as M2 (Hurray. go M2!)
O-week was crazy (at IH at least, uni wasn't as exciting). I'm only going to describe the more interesting ones here:
Room Cram. 23/2/08. 11 pm. Greycourt Building. All the freshers plus the O-weekers (seniors who are responsible for the O-week) in one room as big as say....... a badminton court? naahhhh.... smaller than that. About 150 people in there, with the windows and doors shut. And we learned our war-chants (useful during the Magical Mystery Tour, more about that later) under threat of being watergunned by the O-weekers.
Poor-Taste Party. 24/2/08. 8 pm. Junior Common Room. The pictures say it all:
Basically we had to dress up in the poorest taste outfit you could find. I dressed in drag, but I'm not showing you the pics. This is all you get:
Magical Mystery Tour. 26/2/08. 5pm. All the Ih-ers dressed in their fresher T-shirts and ran around Melbourne. We went to Whitley College and chanted: " You live in a doughnut, we eat them for breakfast" (not true, but fun to say). We went to Ormond College and chanted:
"I don't know what I've been told
Ormond pussy's dry and cold
Mighty cold and mighty dry
'Cos they're fucking Ormond guys
Twice and short and half the time (i think)
somethingsomething something something (can't remember the rest of it) "
We went to St. Hida's College, if I remember correctly , banged on their car park doors and chanted:
"Your old man's a wanker"
Then we went to uni and played Ring-around-the rosies in the courtyard. Next we caught a tram (2 actually) into the city, all the while chanting :
"IH is hot to go,
H-O-T-T-O-G-O,
Awoo,
Hot to go,
Awoo,
Hot to go"
Our main chant, this. Then we reached Hungry Jacks' ( a fast-food restaurant) on Swanston Street and demanded chips (got some, too). Next stop, Mcdonalds' further down Swanston, and chanted: "The burgers are better at Hungry Jacks' " (again, not true, but fun to say). We were jogging/running every opportunity we had. We went to KFC as well, and acted like chickens there. Then we played Ring-around-the-rosies at Federation Square, chanted the main chant again and so it ended.
IH IQ test. 2/3/08 4.30 pm. The biggest darn prank ever. All we freshers were warned all week by the seniors to study for this, getting warnings like:" if you get less than 50%, you might get kicked out if the Head's in a bad mood. If she 's in a good mood, she'll just charge you more". And not just from the O-weekers, but the other seniors as well. So we were there ( I didn't study, luckily, because I felt something wasn't quite right) in the Dining Hall, and the residential tutors were there in their gowns, all with solemn faces. And we were actually given sheets of paper with about 8 subjective questions and 2 essay questions. 5 minutes later, they asked us to complete it outside, in the courtyard, whilst maintaining silence and refraining from copying. 10 minutes after the "test" started, the O-weekers came out and sprayed us all until many were soaking wet, but not me *cacklecackle*
That's about it...... Next 2 posts (not in order) Moomba Festival and Koko Black chocolate.