Week nombre uno..

So, we've been at it for a week now. At what, I'm not too sure. Some of us have been at Friars and the Rat and others at lectures and the library and all the goody-two-shoes shit that must be done at some point. It was an interesting week with a lots of ups and a few downs, but it really is good to be back. If you had told me this 2 weeks ago, I would've told you to stop BS'ing me.

So on Friday night we went to De Beers (our brother res) for pre-drinks and started playing "Never ever have I ever..." For anyone who has ever played that game you will know that you learn a LOT about the people in the room with you. For those unfortunate few of you who have never played it, you go around the room saying "Never ever have I ever..." and then you say something after that, whether or not you have done it before. For example, "Never ever have I ever been skinny dipping" and the people who have been skinny dipping before have to take a sip of their drink. PLAY THIS GAME. It can get you pretty drunk pretty fast if you've done a lot of arb stuff though.
Anyhow, it was probably the nicest pre-drinks this year as there were about 10 or more of us squeezed into a little res room (not as small as ours, but decently small). We got told to shut up a few times but it was a good night all round apart from some guy in Friars trying to punch me because I elbowed him in the gut after he trampled my toes and pushed me into someone. He swore at me, I swore at him and then he raised his hand, at which point I pushed him again and told him what an asshole he was and walked away. Needless to say he was very drunk.

Then on Saturday morning a few friends and I went down to the soccer field on campus to paint our overalls. We take plain white overalls and go nuts on them with purple paint and then wear them for inter varsity (this is the PC term as it is between 4 universities now, but we all still call it Tri-Var). They get very dirty and very purple. Lots of purple paint being thrown around at the tri-var parties and they can get pretty out of hand so do not hope to keep them clean. And washing them is a sin. End of story. Your overalls will be siff and gross but you will learn to accept this.
So we spent the better part of Saturday afternoon on a sunny patch of grass with a bunch of other people getting covered in paint and jazzing up our overalls. Mine aren't doe yet but I will endeavour to get a picture up when they are done (I don't have a camera which is what I mean by endeavour). My legs hate me now though as we had to stand over our overalls and bend down to paint as the grass was wet and muddy and rolling around on it wasn't the greatest of ideas. The muscles in my leg want to boycott my body right now from all the stretching and bending.

And then on Sunday, 2 of my friends and I went to a naked photoshoot called the "My Body, My Choice" photoshoot. The deal is that you get naked with a message either written on your body or on a placard that you can use to hide a few, uh, distinguishing features as well as portray your message. As long as you bare a decent proportion of your bod and your photo has a message, you're good. It was done in protest of the fact that women are often pushed into boxes by today's society with regards to their bodies and that certain men objectify women according to what they look like. It was real art in motion and some of the photos that were taken were really touching with the messages they portrayed. None of it was pornographic at all and was very appropriate.
The 3 of us got topless with our undies on and decided to write the message on our bodies. The first message was written on Ayanda's tummy saying, "More than just my boobs" and she was covering her chest with her hands. Stacy had "More than just my ass" on her back and had her back to the camera and was looking over her shoulder and I had "More than just my vag" on my tummy, covering my chest too and having my little shorts unbuttoned. All 3 of us have, at some point in our time here and even in high school, felt as if certain types of men have not seen who the real person inside is and just regarded us as a face with an ass, boobs or vag. So this had a heavy meaning for us and I think the way in which we did it was effective.
Very excited to see the photos in the exhibition!!

At the moment though I have to run and do some work.. Not feeling too productive though.. HAVE TO FIND A LIFT TO THE BOYFRIEND THIS WEEKEND!! Eeek!! Speaking of the boyfriend:

You sink into my skin
Ever deeper with every breath.
This convenient, connecting slumber
Joins you and me.
I dare not move
Lest I shatter the fragile
Structure of this moment,
The most delicate,
Most powerful.
Your familiar face
Blushes and curves,
Talking, whispering, a mere mutter
Of my name.
My slumber has become yours
As I struggle fruitlessly, unwillingly
To break from my addiction.
Your warmth penetrates my skin
Saturating me in
The most fragile, most powerful
Comforts of addiction.
              -by me

Shweet. Cool.

Rain. Cold. Sick.

I HATE BEING SICK!!

I'm a winter person and I love the cold but my tonsils are the size of golf balls and I feel like I'm swallowing shrapnel. Every time I need to swallow I tilt my head back and hope that going "Gggghhhuuuurrrrchhha" will magically make the spit go down. Sorry, that's gross, but I'm desperate and now I've got a headache. And I'm supposed to be going to PE to my boyfriend this weekend (if my lift pulls through) and I don't want to be sick!!!!

AAAAAAHHHH!! Thank god I have Sarika. My neighbour over the road (corridor). She is going to town today and is gonna buy me something for my throat :D!!! I love that kid right now. And now I have to go and mission around in this weather too with 2 large lumps in my throat. Joy.

Yesterday I decided to take a "personal afternoon" meaning I skipped 2 (unimportant) lectures and stayed in res after I had come up for lunch. I must've been in res for 15 minutes and the power goes out. While I'm trying to pee. So my plans to finish up on my tutorial work and then watch movies for the whole afternoon went to pot. I slept. From 14:30 until 17:30. The power came back on during that time abut then it went back off after ten minutes. So I woke up and we went to dinner and while we are sitting in the dining hall eating supper, the power goes out. Now one of 3 things can happen in a pitch dark dining hall full of students while it's PISSING with rain outside.

1. Everyone would start stealing food and condiments.
2. We would all just be so unimpressed by the afternoon's shenanigans that we would leave and order Steers.
3. People would start throwing food around.

If you guessed the second one, you'd be wrong. If you guessed only the first or the third you'd be wrong because they started doing both 1 and 3. I got a piece of potato bake flung into my face and about 5 peas to the head, my friend had chocolate mousse in his juice (yes, students were wasting the pudding that we get once a week that you would think is gold when we see it) and my other friend had a pea in his mousse. I would hate to have seen the hall when the lights came back on. All the butter would've been missing and there would be food EVERYWHERE!! So we got back to res and decided that there was nothing we could do there seeing as even the emergency lights weren't working. So 5 of us went out for drinks. As we left the power came on and off about 5 times alternating with the emergency lights. We went to the only bar in town with a generator and power and had a drink there. Being the only customers there that were sober and under 30, we decided to leave ASAP and went to the Rat and Parrot (another watering hole in town) and they had the whole candlelight effort going on. Was really nice and we had another drink there. The power eventually came back on and so we came home because we had work to do.

The second and third years were telling us stories about how they generally have so many power cuts in weather like this during exams that they sometimes end up sitting in the corridors studying under the emergency lights (if they are wowking) with blankets and stuff. Hard times hey.

All in all, yesterday was a complete write off of a day and I feel like donkey's balls right now. Going to finish tying my work and then crash again until lunch.