AirKlip

First year is always a haze. From all the excitement, buzz, zeal and generally fast paced activities, a first year is always a “fresha.” Fresh out of high school, still thinking of how university is an escape into a free world. Freedom is the first thing that they envision. Imagination takes the best of them considering they spent more than four months watching movies about sororities and all, so they come expecting that the hostels in campus will be all fun and games. The first shocker comes in when you are required to be bunk mates with other guys you hardly know. In high school, I bet it was easy to just walk around in your towel and rush to dry bath, however in campus, it gets difficult somehow. Probably because the girls’ hostel is just nearby and one or two will always come by the shower and stare at your bones. The booze, parties, night outs, meetups and what have you. Freedom is what they cried for and they get it in abundance. They go out when they want and only when...