Imagine you’re walking from the main carpark at uni towards the cafes and shops and stuff. Obviously, you’re going to be in a less-than-optimal mood because you arrived later than 9am so you had to park in Timbuktu and now you have to learn/sit in a lecture for two hours. BUT WAIT. OUT OF THE CORNER OF YOUR EYE. A LIZARD. Automatically, your day improves! You now have the knowledge that little reptilian friends are also seeking higher education. Wonderful. (You might have to play a little game of Where’s Wally to find them, but I’m 99% sure that they’re most likely garden skinks; they’re fucking quick and teeny tiny, so I can’t really tell.)
TOP 5
Things the Uni ABSOLUTELY NeedsÂ
Collectible Blind Box Action Figures of our favourite UOW icons. The rarest one can be the Grebe who stands in the middle of the big pond like Jesus.Â
A Game Show. Something like Task Master. If I win, then they knock off a few papers for me so I can graduate early. Â
One HUGE Red Button in the middle of the Village Green. It doesn’t do anything, but it’s *mysterious*.Â
A Car Park Reserved Specifically for Me. I’m sick of having to park a 10-minute walk away. I came here to unenthusiastically learn, why am I exercising?Â
Swords.
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QUOTES
Things I’ve Overheard at Uni (In the First Week Back)Â
“What’s the dish called in Ratatouille?”Â
“It’s merge like a zip, not be a cunt.”Â
“Papa Smurf has huge DILF energy.”Â
(Excitedly, yet gently approaching a duck) “Hi Buddy!” (Is immediately bitten by said duck)Â
“If my MHRA referencing had a face, I’d punch it.”