Nights out in the first semester – what to expect
It’s raining Strongbow dark fruits
Whether you’re a fresher or you’ve experienced it before and have suffered all summer being disappointed by shit hometown clubs, this is what you’ve been waiting for. Freshers is the peak of uni. Using many complex algorithms and stock market crap, studies have shown that after freshers everything slowly gets worse. It’s probably because once you’ve had the high of karate kicking an empty VK across the bottom floor in Mosh, everything else in life seems redundant.
No matter where you go out in freshers week in Leicester, you’re pretty much guaranteed to have a good time. You’ll either end up at the end of the night in your own bed, or in someone else’s, and you’ll still have your dirty shoes on. Either way you’ll wake up with a smile on your face.
Going on a night out after freshers is rogue. ‘Are you sure?’ your friend will ask, with a puzzled look on their face. Everyone spends at least one hour of each day concocting their best lie to get out of going to Letsdisko on a Wednesday. By the way, I'm sorry it’s not good and I'm proud to say it. The lack of energy is usually down to a complicated mixture of freshers flu, alcoholism, a diet of Red Bull, Delight Express pizza and PTSD from when that girl rejected you on the first night. Only true veterans venture out this time of year.
For some reason UoL has attempted to re-brand Halloween as Freshers 2.0 and I’m sorry but I see through your capitalist agenda Rockstar Promotions. Halloween wristband? You’ll think it’s a great idea in September and then you’ll realise what a fool you’ve been when you’ve got twelve deadlines to meet, you’ve contracted TB and you’re wandering out of a random club at 2am where there’s only ten people on the dance floor and five of them are bouncers. Dressing up as a maid is fun though.
I lied. It’s not all doom and gloom after Freshers week. When December comes around, you’ll get caught up in all the tinsel and the nostalgia. And even though the walk up to the O2 makes you feel like you’ve scaled Mount Everest, the night out will be worth it. The Christmassy mood motivates everyone to have one last mad evening before its back home for turkey, presents and potentially rehab.
So enjoy this semester ya filthy animals, but don't get me started on the next one ….