Uni iz kewl

Gotta love the monash student association :). Just been off on a 3 day camp with 100 other students to the Lord Somers campsite by the beach. Twas pretty damn cool.
I got to the campus rather early so i sat around chatting to one of the host dudes, Adam, and a couple of other people who rocked up early. Adam strung up a hammock between two trees and cracked open a beer :P. All this on the grass just outside the main law building :P.
The welcome we got at the campsite told us exactly what sort of camp this was :P. The previous camp was lined up, making a big aisle down the centre of the main grounds. At the end was a shaggy guy in priests robes, and they were all chanting. I can't remember what it was exactly, but the phrase "No air, all cock" comes to mind. Shortly afterwards two naked guys come strolling out side by side up the middle of the aisle while everyone hummed the wedding march. Various surprised, amused and horrified sounds came from our camp :P. The priest did the whole marriage thing, it was most amusing. Coulda done with less penis, but thats the way these things go i suppose :).
Later we learned that the head priest guy was one of the camp hosts and a student in his 8th year of a 3 year science degree :P. Heh, Johnny was amusing, and also one of my specific group leaders, of which there were 11 of about 8 people.
Anyhow, we had to play those weird get to know you games, including one involving much shouting of "YEEEEEHAWW!" and "BIIIIIG TRACTOR!". It's difficult to explain :P. That game was played in strange ways disturbingly frequently with no prompting...
Dinner was pretty decent i remember, but stuffed if I could tell you what it was... weird. Actually, before that everyone got to put in their "milk" orders, and a couple of guys drove down to the "milk" bar and loaded up massively. Hmm, everyone went down to the beach sometime after lunch too and played soccer and crap and swam... anyway moving on.
After dinner the "milk" arrived and was drunk during the quiz night events. We divided into teams of our little groups and got questions and stuff, but there was also "physical challenges" that got you points, as well as random displays of skill to impress the judges and bribes in various forms. Meheheh. One guy sat under the judges table for ages trying to massage their feet through their shoes :P. There was also a "shotgun" race, which was hilarious. It involved shaking up various cans of alcohol, puncturing them with a key, then opening the top and sculling the alcohol through the puncture. It was about a 3 second race, quite impressive time for drinking a can i felt :P. They did have the advantage of it being shot down their throats at high pressure though.
Anyway, after those games were over i hung around outside with various people chatting and also playing strange games and such. Then the drinking games began in full force and we had to go watch a bit. I only had four cans of bourbon and cola, which were gone during the trivia, so i wasn't goin in em. They were quite funny, and those watching amused themselves by trying to figure out the logic involved in the game. There didn't seem to be any, it was hilarious. (that game was awarded a prize at the end of the camp for its nonsensical nature). One guy in em had the bag from a cask of shitty wine, referred to as a "goonbag"
and "goon" henceforth, and was squirting that down his throat rather quicky. The goon has more hilariousness later.
I dunno what time i went to sleep, it wasn't that late really, only 2.30 or 3.00 i think. Everyone else went to sleep too though so there wasn't much else to do. I heard much barfing and such went on. Oh yeah, we slept in these little barracks things, with about 12 bunks in em. There was even a little "private" room near the entrance which was used as a dump for passed out bodies by some and... other things... by others. They had the nickname "fuck room" anyway.
The next day we got woken up by a girl running around trying to get people to come participate in a "sun dance" on the beach. It was 6.00 or so, just before sunrise obviously. I thought "What the hell" and got my arse up and went the the beach with her and another three people. Upon arriving we sat our arses down and did some yoga meditation :P. Good fun.

So, day 2... Err, breakfast was just cereal and crap, 8.30 or some such. There was beach going, but i didn't feel like that much so i stayed in my cabin thing and participated in an experiment to discover how many people could fit in one sleeping bag. Three was the maximum it seemed, and that took some serious cramming. Next we tried to see how many people could fit on the top bunk, concluding that eleven was about as far as that one would go. Oh yeah! After yoga aother guy woke up, luke it was, he was in my cabin and also participated in both those experiments. Anyway, he was awake and ready for some "Metal in the Morning". He rocked up the the main hall, put on some death metal and cranked the volume. This was at about 7.30 i think. He and one of the host guys (with dreadlocks) jumped around to it for a good while. Oh yeah, frizbee was a popular sport, that got played a lot at various times.
Anyhow, to the disco night! Another milk run occured, wile everyone got into their costumes and such. I obviously just wore my awesome robe, with the hood down since there was a scream guy and a death guy too, so i didn't want to look quite like either of them. I looked sorta like a monk actually.
There were some strange costumes; luke was "beer boy" having some shitty wings and a hat made from beer boxes, there were some mummies (involving much toilet paper) elves, fairies, witches, then an ent (which involved green undies and branches sticky tapes to the rest of his body. It should be noted that this was the guy with the goonbag previously mentioned).
That night involved much dancing and singing, there was a table set up as a stage which was danced on much and there was also a lot of karioke. I sang a couple of things, such as "summer of '69" and "eye of the tiger". There were more drinking games of course. One involved lying on your back the ground and having goon squirted into your mouth as faster as the squirter could squirt and seeing how long you could drink for. I believe the record was 21 seconds. Anyway, while on his back sculling goon ent-boy was assailed by someone with scissors who stealthily cut off his undies. This prompted the first streak of the night, as he tore off his branches and dashed through the biggest dance circle.
I had a pact with a couple of people that we weren't going to sleep that night. One of the girls claimed she hadn't slept the night before, but no-one really believed her since she seemed perfectly fine, not at all sleep-deprived. At some point we and some of the hosts raided the kitchen for some early morning snacks, which mostly were sausages from lunch and pasta from dinner. I needed those, I was starting to feel pretty buggered by then and those re-energised me. I played chess with one of the hosts at about 5am, nearly kicking his arse but instead accidentally trapping his king (only remaining piece) somewhere where it wasn't in check but couldn't move for fear of BEING in check, which technically made the match a draw. Bah.
We had to go to our cabins then since the hosts wanted to sleep. Us all-nighters just sat on the bench outside our cabin till dawn though, at which point I joined the waking yoga goers. Only yoga-girl (Erika) herself and another girl this time. Ahh well, we did a lot more exercises that time :P, just on the oval then since we weren't actually supposed to go the beach without a host, in case we died or something. Those exercises helped me regain some small amount of mental stamina so i could keep goin. I also still had my robe on, mostly coz i hadn't been nearly my stuff for a long time. I didn't end up taking it off until lunchtime, at which point i had been asked several times why i was still wearing it :P. I was getting a little narcoleptic at about that time, if i was sitting down and not doing much i started to drift in and out of conciousness a bit. Apparently I nodded off for a moment halfway through a sentance to someone, a sentance I had no recollection of starting.
Awards and stuff were givin out after lunch, hilarious awards such as those mentioned previously.
Blah blah, got on bus went home etc. I think i slept for about 20 mins on the bus. I drove home too, which I probably shouldn't have done I think :P. Still i think the daylight was good enough to convince my body that it needed to be awake again, and those 20 mins prolly did me good.

Later, jason and steve rocked up and we went to the pool hall to enter in da comp. I think i had been without more than that 20 mins of sleep for 38 hours or so at that point. I lost to the fist guy I played, but only on the black ball both times, not a bad effort for my state of being I thought. Steve managed to win the thing, scoring himself 30 bucks. We were there for a while, playing against each other and stuff. The others kept finding my sleep-deprivedness amusing.
Meh, eventually I got home and slept solidly until 12.30 today, not waking up in the slightest before that. Usually when i sleep that long i at least reach states of semi-awareness a coupl of times then drift back into deeper sleep. Ahh well, twas to be expected perhaps.
That does the trick I think. Blogger off.