EPTPart 1: FML, Part 2: MLIA, Part 3: Back on track
So school started exactly two weeks ago now. In Sweden, as in many other countries, you have a introduction period during which you drink and get to know your class. I had no classes during this time, so all I did was drink and go do fun stuff.
As you'd expect with 50 people meeting eachother the first day was a bit awkward and silent, until the alcohol came out. I woke up on the morning of day 2 with the mother of all hangovers but I had a fucking awesome time the night before. We got to know eachother and I played "Caps" for the first time, and that's not a wise thing to do against people who play it atleast twice a week.
For the following 13 days I got drunk 10 times, and I usually party 3-4 times a year. I partied with people whom I've never met before and I don't think I can recall their names anymore, I climed up a statue just for fun and just had FUN.
A HUGE part of this was thanks to our "guides" (called "phösare" at our uni), students at the univercity that, for free, comes to school two weeks early and they all get assigned one class. They all wear coveralls with berets and sunglasses so you basically can't identify them out of it. Here's a pic of the awesome people who helped out soooo much:
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From left to right: Robert, Jens, Sandra, Fredrik
(they switched uniforms, that's why they fit so bad and the names doesn't match!)
As you might understand from that picture actually figuring out who they are without their uniforms is nearly impossible. I managed to bust Robert but that's just because he smile in a certain way. So today there was a "spex" (interactive theater for the students by the students) and at the same time our "Phösare" took off their uniforms for the first time. I couldn't belive how diffrent they looked, I couldn't even recognize a few of them afterwards. I had to constantly remind myself that these are the people I went and gave a hug each night before I went home from the club (it's tradition and kind of cozy to get a drunk hug before you come home).
I could really go on and on and on about how much fun I've had but it's really impossible to put words to this. Next year I'll be a "phösare" for sure!
Interesting that you go and drink with your classmates before school. Don't do that stuff in America! Would certainly be interesting and alot of fun though.
