Friday, October 07, 2005
skcratchpad: "BlogThis"
i am, amazingly, still sober enough to write this. my alcohol tolerance was never anything to shout about, but i know when to stop, thank god for that. the rest of them were getting sick all over the damn place and had to be carried back by random guys who were, unfortunately, almost equally drunk. a motley bunch of pissed lawyers.
admittedly, pub crawls are ugly, unglamorous affairs. probably invented by either the local pub owners in cahoots with random guys who want to get pissed and then laid. we visited 7 pubs in all; they're all around town center and (fortunately or unfortunately), tantalizingly close to st caths. actually, minus the general chaos and the totally unreasonable keeness of everyone to get drunk as soon as they possibly could, the local pubs are actually nice places. mostly small and cosy, with a nice towny feel, many old. i;;m sure the local people ( not the students) hate us for coming in and destroying the peace. they sit in corners of the pubs and look very marginalized indeed.
anyway, the worst thing i had was to down a tequila, which came kind of as a last straw after anchers at catz, a white russian ( i admit, that one was really good) at eagle, and arches, malibu and vodka shots at other places that i fail to remember. they gave me a big lime after that, to shut me up. my team really wanted to win, cos kirsten is a hardcore drinker and her team
always wins, but well i intended to jeopardize the whole thing from the start. no way was i going to down ALL the hardcore stuff. can you believe they actually bothered to get us in groups and have scoresheets? see, for this kind of thing, they suddenly get SO uncharacteristically organized.
anyway, i've begun to realise that there are too many people in uni to bother with, so i just hang out with people who are worth my while. its so tiring having to deal with work, people, and most of all, life. llife as in washing up after everything, groceries, banking, laundry, etc etc. work has been a nightmare. its just coming in barrages; there''s no time to think or even appreciate the wonder and beauty of whatever a uni/camb education is supposed to fill you with. its just a landslide. this place conjures very first-3-mth vibes. the endless partying but the closet mugging underneath. i hope though, both for myself and the people concerned, that history will NOT repeat itself and this will not be the first and last 3 months.
otherwise, alot more work is in store.
Posted by i confound myself at 11:54 pm
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