So first, my apologies for the fact that my last post was almost half a year ago. Unforunately, my lack of updating doesn't mean that I'm dead, but rather, that I was busy with school. I got my first semester of medical school done. Went pretty well. Got an A+, and the entire B spectrum for the other 3 courses I did that semester.
I wasn't particularly fond of going home at 7 or 8 pm from the anatomy lab, but I suppose it comes with the fact that I decided to punish myself physically by studying to becoming a doctor, rather than sexually by studying to become a programmer.
BUT, I digress. I've had some interesting experiences. I go to the main campus in Kingston on average, about once a month, to do some labs. I get to catch up and hang out with my friends and make some new ones (can anyone say "Hot Trinidadians?").
I just came back from my pinning ceremony and UWI Carnival this past week. I have pictures of the pinning ceremony. I don't have any pictures of the Carnival itself for three reasons:
1) SLACKNESS! :D
No seriously, some of the pictures of the Carnival could seriously ruin the professional careers of some people *cough* me *cough* in the future if they got out. Oh, and I danced with a lecturer for a good 20 seconds, then she pushed me off. Long story. xD
I also danced with this hot Trini girl and bumped her (humped her?) a little too hard, and sent her flying into this hot jerk drum (jerk pan, jerk grill, whatever you want to call it). Before I apologized to her I sang the following hymn (yes hymn),
"You're a jerk!(16x)
Jerk Jerk Jerk! (Jerkin)(5x)
JEEERRK
So cocky with it got my iced out clubs like rocky hit it
Got your girl on my swagg she lovin them jerkin songs
Like the new ipod just touch it and turn her on
And when the bass start beatin and the waist I'm beatin
Done I got on my way I'm leavin she like where you goin? I aint
got my shoes and purse
I said it's none of your concern and she yelled (your a jerk!)
So I walked out the door called Ben J. told him it's a function he
said I'm on my way
We pulled up to the party I take off my shirt and got geeked up
everybody jerkin
We was jerkin to the right jerkin to the left
Then she popped out of nowhere she was still half dressed
She like fa real jerk you left me for this stuff
the whole party heard her but all I could hear was.."
But she took it all in good humour, and I didn't have to run for my life.
2) THE WATER AND THE PAINT
There was an epic water truck, spraying water on all of us. It was an UNGODLY amount of fun, but I was totally unprepared the first time the water hit me, and I jumped a couple feet into the air from the shock. Oh, yeah, but umm, I couldn't bring my camera anyway, because I didn't want to risk damaging it bygetting it wet (it's already half-useless as is already anyway). As it pertains to the prevalence of the paint...here's a little mini-anecdote:
There was a party before the Carnival (Night) Road March called J'ouvert. Unlike the road march, this party took place in one centralized area. As soon as I entered this place, some girl (who I don't even know) slapped me across my face, and I'm talking about an EPIC bitchslap, the sort only Jesus could turn the other cheek for. So I turned around, ready to cut a bitch with my incisive wit, and I saw her laughing at me, and then she just hugged me and ran off. It was unexpected and surprising; after that I wasn't angry anymore. (I should also add that the fact she was in nothing but a bathing suit and had massive breasts also helped to repair my transient anger management malfunction).
Then when I went inside, one of my friends who I was there with (this guy named Steve) was like, "Gavin, you've been painted already!". He showed me my reflection. Lo and behold...there was a massive yellow paint mark in the pattern of a hand on my cheek and my shirt and shorts were stained with yellow paint from hugging this girl. I still wasn't mad though. xD
But yes, I'm straying. Onto the final point:
3) THE EPIC TURNOUT
There were at least 2000 people there (based off my quick, crappy, ballpark estimation). Not only UWI students were involved, but UTech students and random people off the street. In fact, at the J'ouvert party for the night road march, the place was so packed that I actually got claustrophobic. It was rather traumatizing when I was trying to escape from the water cannon that was blasting me, and I was trying to push people aside, but nobody would move, so I couldn't get away in time. Let's have a moment of silence for my poor nervous system. (FOR EXTRA TRAGEDY, imagine a fat man pushing through a crowd of people while getting epically hosed down).
All in all, being my first UWI Carnival, it was pretty cool, but I heard people complaining that other years were better. (One of my classmates who had actually gone before was actually pissed from Saturday morning till Monday afternoon at how lame it was this year, to him at least). My major complaints were that the DJ focused on Dancehall music too much, and never played much of other Caribbean genres such as Soca, and that they repeated the same songs over and over.
As it pertains to my pinning ceremony (which was the original reason I was in Kingston anyway), I got my medical pin. It may sound epic, but all I will say is that those pins are gold and bronze only in colour. No more shall be said. I do look epic in a bush jacket though.
No, I don't know those other two girls. Well, I'm just kidding, they're in my class.
Pictures from the night after, a bit before we went to Carnival. (WARNING: BOOBY SHOT PICTURES)
Marc being epic for the first time in his life.
Me being epic as I always am. (But I just realized I have a massive nose, it's squeezed against her chest dwl)
Steve's frass face, Giselle and Rahje's hand seizing his property.
Marc and his "legal team" (sans Raquel who was an absentee, and Steve, who took this pic). That's me in the pink.
Steve's "fair rationing" of Pepsi to white rum. Yes, that's really all the Pepsi he used. It seemed like a good idea at the time...
Oh yeah, and there was a little messing around at the gas station in New Kingston. Just a little. That involved playing catch with someone's teenage daughter.
Oh, and finally, one of the most epic couples ever (Raj and Gis):
And no, before people start, I don't really drink. I just participate in lots of recreational activities with career alcoholics. Oh, also, I apologize for the quality of these images; this camera is on its way out.
Anyway, I hope these make up for all the blog posts I've missed. I've gotten almost hundreds of new stories since I last updated my blog. I'll cover them all someday.
Till Next Time (which I hope will be soon),
Lord Robinson.
