Its that time of the school year again, where groups of bright eyed, bushy tailed freshmen are taking part in all manners of 'orientation' activities throughout the campus.

Yelling at the top of their voices, playing stupid camaraderie building telematches. And generally having fun. Bah.

Is the matric fair still on? Walking from the AYE, I was approached by a girl holding some printed leaflets.

"Excuse me, are you a freshman?"

*cough*

"Nope."

Maybe they're instructed to let no one pass before a verbal inspection.

This reminds me of another time a couple of years ago when I was having lunch at YIH with SP. We shared tables with two undergrads who asked tentatively mid lunch "excuse me, are you a senior?"

SP and I almost choked on our noodles.

"Er.. yeah.. I'm in year 7 Science"

"Oh, ok (*confused look. got 7 years degree course one meh? must be stupid*).. we're studying engineering"

"Erm.. well done."

That's what the orientation camps do to you! They welcome you to this big uni filled with faceless names and nameless faces and make you feel like you're just what the university is missing, where have you been all the seniors' lives etc etc. The poor dears then try to strike up a conversation with some grumpy old people who just want to get on with lunch and realise that beyond the 'Let's all be friends!!! orientation camp', no one's really into you.

Welcome to University. ;)

P.S Don't go hogging the seats at Spinelli's at Uni building dressed in your moth eaten hall clothes and smelly slippers!