Autonomy Day 2008

Imagine being in a deep sleep and then rudely awakened by a fire alarm and a bull horn by your ear. That is what happened to me this morning.

I grudgingly woke up and went next door for what promised to be a nice normal brekkie (breakfast): bacon and eggs. Not Weetbix (a weird granola bar type thing you put in milk and eat really fast), not muesli, not their version of granola and yogurt and not their weird overly sweet cereal, but a real brekkie.

What I got was Canadian bacon. It was all fat and chewy. The only thing more disappointing was finding out what a BBQ is to an Australian.

The eggs were inhaled by the drunks before I got there.

After brekkie we went to the other side of Townies (the International House dorms) to see what was going on. Drunkenness. I did not participate. For me, booze should is best consumed after dinner.

After the disappointing morning I went back to my room and tried to sleep through the songs the DJs kept on repeat: I Kissed A Girl (and I liked it) and Hotel California.

Around 1030 I went down to the Bar On The Hill. The tiny bar-room was filled with couple thousand drunk students. Those who couldn't fit into the bar, braved the rain (its been raining for three days straight) and where jumping on one of those giant inflatable castles usually set up for kids at those out door events like fairs and birthday parties.

Since I am uncomfortable and claustrophobic in large groups and I hate being wet and cold, I went back to my room and spent the day watching The Goonies, Grease and Jane Eyre.

I'll post some pics later.