Sunday, August 30, 2009

Three Days of Froshercise Frenzy

Science Frosh ran for 3 days, from August 26-28.

Here is the schedule. So we walked all the way up to the upper rez place at 5:00pm where we all lined up to enter Science Frosh. We got a free t-shirt, then a water-resistant yellow string bag with a cup, and another bunch of advertisements.
I finally met Allen, a guy from my school, at the lineup. He lives in one of the upper rezs, McConnell. Man, I feel so sorry for those in upper rez; they have a terrible, terrible hill to climb every single day. I had to climb it for the first time to get to where Froshercise was, and it was so tiring.
So, the Froshercise lineup was crazy. But then, it finally started moving and we got to the entrance of a gym. Suddenly, we were rushed into the stadium (it felt like they were herding us, the cattle, into a pen) and there was mayhem and screaming and PPL IN PINK SHIRTS AND TIGHTS AND GENERALLY SCANDALOUS ATTIRE freaking GRABBED at us. So I was pushed in where I collided with people and I got grabbed, and naturally, I tried to run, because that's what it seemed like everyone else was doing.
Honestly, you know what I was thinking? "Wth what's going on-OH!it's tag! people are chasing other ppl and they're running around screaming to the booming music and-OH shoot i just got grabbed WTF lemme go lemme go lemme go" and I finally slowed down enough to realize that the guy was saying to me, "You don't have to run, you don't have to run, you don't have to run!"...
and then I realized, and felt pretty stupid. I guess they (the frosh leaders) were supposed to randomly grab us froshies into their group to divide up the science froshies. I didn't try to pull away after he said that, but I was wishing we could walk faster to our group because he was holding my hand and it was really awkward. I mean, the other leaders had their arms slung around their newly-caught froshies, but this guy had my hand real tight. Anyways, got thrown into a random group. Btw, all the frosh leaders were basically wearing really tight, revealing clothing.. I mean, shorts with a bodysuit, and guys had tight body swimsuits on as well.. which was not pretty. At all. *It* was very prominent. I guess that explains the phrase "Tight and Bright" on my yellow bag.

So, I follow my group onto the field and basically, it's just the beer tent and pizza. But seriously, the frosh leaders were so crazy. They were so loaded, it was ridiculous. And this was before frosh even started. I was in group 36, and they were all screaming out group cheers and stuff, which is basically made up of swear words and genitalia. It was hard hearing it too, because it was just something you don't hear everyday. My group leaders, I'm sorry to say, were holding up a pink poster with 36 drawn in the shape of boobs and a penis. All of us mass-migrated down to the lower field, and it was like a parade. A really drunken parade. My frosh leaders were singing- no, hollering, "Thirty-six, tits and dicks!" almost the entire way.

After Science Frosh, I still don't know whether or not I wasted my money. But I know that it was NOT worth the money I paid. 75$? @&*$#*!

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