La Casa

Everyone is outspoken. It’s good; it keeps it entertaining. It’s been an interesting year; a long ride. Our topics of conversation have definitely expanded – poo, food, and sex. And it rotates around again back around to poo. We got a TV because we hadn’t had one for half a year, and then we decided conversation had gone downhill too much, so we needed one. With seven people and a resident hippy, though, we spin some pretty good yarns.

We’re all on club committees – Motosoc, BYC, Forsoc, Huntsoc, Cuba. It’s good, there’s always someone around to talk to, always someone to have a yarn. We go to a lot of concerts, parties; flat beach trips. We’re a pretty social flat. We’ve all become such good friends just because there’re seven people, and it’s easy to not go to other people’s houses. You don’t have to go anywhere, because everyone just comes here. Generally most weekends you’ll wake up and there’ll be at least one person on the couch.

Four of us are all in the same class, but we still drive to uni. We’ve got eleven vehicles between the seven of us. We’re really into the environment. We have a two day rule: if someone doesn’t eat their food in two days, it’s free for anyone. We started off with no structure of cooking for the first couple of months, but now we do a pretty casual rotation. It changes weekly, since people can never cook the night they’re assigned. We only do one thing, which is cook, and then clean that kitchen bench. Everything else is messy, but every night the bench is clean, and that’s the important thing.

We constructed a trebuchet, but it had to be taken down because the neighbours complained about water bombs being hurled over the fence. The girls threw eggs at us in retaliation. We broke it yesterday when drunk.

We went to the Wild Foods Festival as a flat, and then as a last-minute decision we brought an exercycle. We exercycled the whole way to Hokitika, like a relay. We even got it out at the pub and had the bar lady cycling and drinking. We’ll definitely do it again next year.

One of the worst things that happened to us was after ENSOC barbeque. It was a big night, and we had a Motosoc committee BYO. People came back to here drinking, then we woke up in the morning, and came down and someone had lifted up the cushions and shit on our couch, then put the cushions back down. Its gone now. We took it down the street and tried to burn it. The perpetrator is still unknown. We’re offering a reward to catch them. Kohan McNab is a possible suspect. We believe it’s a “hate poo”.