By nicK , 15 October 2021
An experience filled with
70% botanical Rave
120% $1000 bar tab
All really make for a fucken good night.
It was the centenary, we had speakers from every decade dating back to the 1950s. Most were old, some were fun, few were young and very little unfun. There were tails of the legendary carkeek hut and it’s address, the history of our sheep and its journey from the crevasse to the summit and some ball trippingly good bush raves. Ben did an amazing job of managing the oldies who turned 5 minutes into 10, Kieren received a very nice looking lifetime membership and Mariano Mclean pulled off a very daring tartan toga ;) . Once the bar tab was spent the party transported. I appeared in the botanical gardens surrounded by Alex's sick beats, fairy lights, and good chats with, to name a few, Luke, Michael, and this guy whose name starts with A. Vomit was vomited, that aussie cunt felix stole my drinks (JK luv u bb) new couples were formed and I realized how amazing our club, it’s people and its history really is. It acts as a 'figure yourself out' club where you end up doing all sorts of things you ordinarily wouldn’t do on your own, resulting in belonging, community, a splash of serotonin/adrenalin, vitamin D, the D, an irresponsibly spent student loan, some cool mates, some even cooler mates, Boozie nights, plenty of tacos, Connor Mcghie allegedly burning taco mix to the bottom of pots because he can’t stir for Sheeeit and a whole lotta juicy goss.
Back to the party.
It transported again, Nathan and Hamish were climbing up the inside of a tornado shaped sculpture, Felix stole my upper clothing - I was shirtless in the night, two randos asked for a lighter - 2AM - none were found, Mariano was vibing, Grace was vibing, Helena was vibing, Xanthe was vibing, Dougal had left at this point and Patrick was blasting sum tunes with his sexyphone. We danced, we sang and finally Alex in his older age became weary, he could not outlast the party souls of the youth. So at 4AM the music died and with the silence the uni students returned to their slumber dreaming of stealing the Carkeek st sign in Seddon and painting pen creek with some crazy psychedelic colors for the trip lovers.
I arose at 8 to have breakfast with Sally, Nigel, Soph and Helena before continuing my journey to the sunshine capital of Aotearoa... to be continued…
To be clear VUWTC does not encourage drug-taking, excessive use of alcohol and stealing, it just happens sometimes and not in that order.
From the guy who will never be that guy
Published at 1:00AM in Whakatane
open to edits
thank you cheers.