This Week

Welcome to a blog that not only doesn't have an abstract noun as a topic but also doesn't have an abstract topic as a noun.
Doesn't make sense? Brilliant!

This blog, unlike my others, is going to be vague. Having a rare fix of Tuesdayitis wherein I cannot be bothered to play Chrono Trigger or Team Fortress 2 I have resorted to entertaining myself as well as you guys through the powerful magic of words.

This week, me and my fellow UWAians are attending O-Week which is a witty and quite blatently funny abbreviation for Orientation Week.
So far we have only gone for one day; It was mediocre.
We arrived with stomachs rumbling, eager at the promise of a free breakfast. Our minds delusional at the prospect of hot bacon smothered in scrambled eggs topped with greasy tomatoes and fried potatoes made our mouths salivate. The simultanous sound of 2500 First Years drooling caused the organisers to stumble.
"What do we do?" Screamed one while fighting back twenty ravenous students with a broom.
"Aim for the Head!" Responded another while kicking a First Year in the face.
"We don't want to Kill them!" Cried another as the students swarmed him "We need their money!"
"THEN RETREAT! GIVE IT TO THEM!"
We entered into the food hall with expectations and to everyone's dissapointment;
It was crepe. (Editors note: I used that around 10 times on the day to the same people, still funny)

All the engineering/math/computing students congregated in the same place. We sat down and waiting paitently for the presenter to start.
She entered, "You all excited?", she asked.
There was a low drone of "Yes"'s from everyone.
She asked again, "Looking forward to Uni?"
This time there was a mixed response of high pitched "yeah"'s and low pitched "nah"'s. This spectacle caused a select few to laugh for no reason but these laughs were swallowed by the onslaught of laughs directed to the original laughers.
She asked for a third time, "Was breakfast good?"
A universal "No" spoke out from all of us. "It was Crepe", I shouted...

Noone laughed.
(Editors note: This may or may not have happened but is damn funny either way)

What followed has rather boring. We were put in random groups to 'break the ice'. Of course this didn't happen as our group leader tried to rally the troops.
"Come on guys!", he yelled not to enthusiasticly, "We need a team name."
Complete silence.

"How about...", I ventured, casting my mind back to Year 11, "...The Killer Pascals"
Complete silence.

"I'm going to take that as a yes. Now, We need a motto. Does anyone wanna come up with a motto?"
"What's a motto?", asked one of the other kids
"Nothing.", I replied, "Whats the motto with you? AHAhahahhahahahaaaaaah....
...um how about Hakuna Matata?", My mind already in Lion King mode.
"It has to be three words long," replied our team leader eager to start.
"A hakuna Matata?"
Complete silence.

"Um...no", replied our leader.
The silence that followed was deafening.


We eventually settled on "Life is a chain reaction" which I thought was nowhere near as cool as my "Hakuna Matata" motto.


And that basically wraps up this blog as I cannot be bothered writing anymore.
Oh but I would just like to say that riding your bike one minute and crashing into the ground while wondering why your pedal came off is not that cracked up to what it's meant to be.
But it is damn funny riding past the traffic lights then seemingly appearing to stumble off your bike while holding the fallen bike pedal up for the world to see, shrug, then continue on.

Jeremy (is) signing off.