At around 4, I began to doll myself up for the first of many formal dinners. Though I thought that perhaps a nice dress and boots would suffice, I was incorrect. Apparently, formal dinners are actually FORMAL. You have to wear formal bat mitzvah dress-like attire: jewelry and all. However, I did not mind my lovely black and grey dress. I thought I looked just ravishing. Prior to the actual dinner, the GC (gentlemen's club) and the CLAS (college ladies are superior) groups met up and introduced various top secret traditions of Christ College and its' own secret societies. The ladies then walked into the dining hall only to be eagerly greeted by the awkwardly standing gentlemen. We were all to be seated next to these men and began our delicious fancy meal (cooked lamb, salad, and potatoes). I thought it was the most awkward part of O week thus far but I loved every second of it nontheless.
Following dinner came the Scribble party. Everyone was told to wear white and bring Sharpies. We had things written all over us. Mine included (but was not exclusive to) things such as "Sexy McSexerson", "Silly Fresher", "I heart Lifers", "Hug me" and "Hot Booty". We were all fed Goon (the cheapest wine in Australia--served in a box) and told to sing and dance to kareoki music. Of course my friends and I DOMINATED the kareoki. We sang classics like "Dont Stop Believing", "Wannabe", "Sweet Caroline", and of course, some Miley Cyrus. The lifers, being smart elderly students, video taped the entire night...including my awfully fantastic dance moves to Bohemian Rhapsody. I danced with everyone--rocking out and bringing out my bar mitzvah moves...sorry dad, no alligator, alligator, bear, falcons for this night. I have to actually keep these new friends I made. Perhaps later in the year Ill unleash my true dancing talents, but until I have my solid group of friends, I will be sticking to the classic "Uncle greg".
Oh! Side note! We freshers have our own dance!! It's the most ridiculous dance that you have ever seen and it includes moves such as the sprinkler, pelvic thrusts, the jumping on one leg jig, and the twist. Good fun, jolly ol show, super embarrassing but hey, Im ranked the lowest on the Christ food chain.
Tonight was super fun and I am glad that I partook in this event. Tomorrow is going to be quite the day. I have to wake up at 6:30am for a city tour in my PJs. If I decide not to wear PJs, then they will find something else for me to wear and I really don't want to find out what that is. I am mentally preparing myself for some Dead Ant action and possibly some other forms of public humiliation. As long as I get my coffee in the end, I will be fine. Go team blue! True Blue!
Oh! One last thing. You know how Americans on buses sing pleasant songs like "the wheels on the bus go round and round"? Well, Aussies have the same concept but like to spice up the lyrics with some more um, colorful? language. Just observing the cultural differences here...apparently, Americans are prudes (as I have been told a number of occasions here). HOWEVER! I dont see Kevin Rudd being a black man with a middle name like Hussein, so I think America wins with the Obama card. BAM.
Alrighty. Bed Time. If I survive tomorrow, I will be sure to update the blog. AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE! OI OI OI!
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