My university's Freshers' Week starts tomorrow. Last year I was walking down the street, and a lonely fresher came up to me to ask directions to a bar. Once I'd explained, he turned around, threw up all over the pavement, and toddled off. Looking forward to more of that.
Regale me with stories from your Freshers' Week plz, or other such whimsical tales. Mine was pretty much a disaster, I was too scared to do anything so stayed in my flat and drank a lot of tea.