In the title lies the first of a string of thinly veiled bee related puns that are nesting within this blog.
Did you know that bees love the smell of alcohol? Makes sense… who could resist it’s tempting alure! But seriously, after a big night in Pink Dorm resulted in more than just your average, slow, hungover, morning clean up, it didn’t take long to discover on google that the reason bees were plaguing our beloved dorm in the chilli hours of the morning, was that the spills of spirits and blunders of beer had brought them all by instinct.
What resulted was a 3 hour siege against Pink Dorm, historically to be noted as ‘Pink Dorm VS Angry Bees’ ….. Sadly, Pink Dorm lost.
Fun Fact #1 – The first Bee sting hurts… The second Bee Sting hurts more, because your body finds it harder to deal with the same poison in two different locations. After 12 stings, I learnt, your body deciders to give up entirely, and it mostly just feels like your entire body is a Bee sting.
To say we lost isn’t to say we didn’t put up a fight. You would not Bee-leave the up of the fight we put! We made a feeble attempt to smoke them out by burning a pizza box, as well as a cleverly designed trap which succeeded in capturing approximately 15 of those yellow and black striped demons of hell.
We must have done something right, we managed to fend our dorm from a swarm of bees for a good hour. But, eventually, we had to call for the help Dorm maintenance. he arrived to the scene with bug spray. Those six legged fiends stood no chance against his superior knowledge and technology. You could say he compromised the hivelihood of our uninvited guests.
Fun Fact #2 – After 12 Bee stings, even if you aren’t allergic, your tongue swells to the point where you can’t help but talk with a lisp.
Aside from the ultimate test of will against bees, durning which we put our bodies and pride on the line for the sake of our dorm (proving our eternal devotion to our home) not much else has happened. Not much has had time to happen. Everyone has assessments, locked into their dorm rooms study; as I should be doing. Unfortunately, this is obvious product of procrastination in disguise as productive work. It’s not much different to Highschool in that way. Everybody still leaves assessments to the last minute. I try not to as much as I can, but with something different on every night it gets tempting to put things off. Having two assessments due on monday, as well as three parties and a music gig to go to between Friday and Sunday… It really STINGS!
Fun Fact #3 – The knowledge that twelve Bees died does little to comfort the both the physical and emotion pain of having to nurse twelve bee stings.
What I’ve learnt from uni so far is that balance is everything. Cleches have got to sting, right? Bees are so committed to what they do, right? They put everything they got into a single, insignificant sting; then they die. Its the same for us, if we just put everything we got into just schoolwork we’ll probably go insane, but if we party too much we’ll definitely fail. If I can come out of this assessment week not looking like a Bumbling fool, I’ll do alright.
And finally, Fun Fact #4 – Bees provide a poor excuse for a metaphor when trying to give intelligent insight on uni life… the puns were fun though.
