Sometimes nothing fucking happens and the Uni isn’t majorly fucking something up that we have to report to you as the everyday student. That’s the current predicament that I find myself in, struggling to read through council briefings and running to you in a futile attempt to win over your praise as the fire-starting student journalist that I am. The University is just hella boring at the minute, and that’s not necessarily a great thing.

 

Trimester A was a shitstorm, with the launch of numerous campaigns into student wellbeing and the heightened prices of petrol (a meagre $2.60) sending us all into a spiralling fit of rage. Money wasn’t plentiful, but it was covering what it needed to, but now we’re here not wincing at the rounded litre cost hitting above the $3 mark, complacent with the choices made. I’m not some right-wing penny pushing cunt, but I am someone conscious of spending and understanding how I influence economic growth within Aotearoa. And as a minimum wage earning Ētita, it’s fuck all compared to those hoarding the millions within the 1%.

 

This isn’t me saying that we’re about to see a decline in rising prices or mental health capacities within our current health systems, but this is me saying that I’m realistic in my thoughts. It’s sad as fuck to sit and think that our current path is destined for failure, but it is idealist to think that any major political party is going to fix the cluster-fuck that is our incoming major recession as brought on by the mega-cunt that is COVID-19. 

 

So, magic ball, what do we have in store for TRI B? The newly arrived international students as per the Governments’ allowance of tauira into our hallowed shores. Though does this mean anything for you? Not really, though be a worldy-fuck and go and learn something new about a culture that doesn’t include lines off the cistern in the Outback toilets. It’s kind of the least you can do, aye.

 

To circle back to the point of realism in our current climate, don’t take everything so seriously. While I think activism is important and you should give a shit about things that matter to you, sometimes you forget that you’re a kid and it’s okay to do kid shit. Go and watch a dumbass Minion movie or pew pew your mates with those cooked laser tag/VR things, there’s no use being uptight now when you’ve got years to come into your own as an opinionated voice of the future. Though don’t be complacent when important matters are brought up. And don’t be a racist, bigoted, misognist dickhead either. What the fuck was I saying?

 

As your omnipotent overlord, I want you to feel like you can have your say. Whether it’s as one of our amazing writers (yous are doing great) or if you’ve just got a general complaint. My emails are always open and I will try my hardest to respond. But my bed time is 9pm so anything after will not get a reply, so keep that in mind. etita@nexusmag.co.nz – blow it up x