Just Another Night At Bruce

Bruce Hall or simply Bruce is the residential college which I stay at the Australian National University. I have been here for a year now and my stay has been nothing but splendid. The community is vibrant, energetic and most of all, friendly. People here are warm and approachable which makes settling in a simple task.

Thursdays at Bruce are known to be party nights as clubs around Canberra offer $2/$3 dollar drinks. It happens that yesterday was a Thursday and one of my friends who used to live on my floor, moved to a new room into Packard Wing (the self catered wing with a kitchen in the room). Ms Kat Gan invited some of us over to her new room for a room warming offering dinner. So a bunch of us crashed her room and cooked dinner together for a night of fun and amusement. Cooking was made interesting with 2 fire incidents. This prompted us to cover the smoke detector (which is actually not allowed, doh) so we don't set off the fire alarm. After dinner the crowd decided to hit a nearby club Mooseheads. What did you know, there was $2 jagerbombs that night. Fuuuuuuckkkkkk yeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..... I had too many jagerbombs to remember but the final tally was probably around 8 ? Oh and I stole a road sign on my way back.

Our host, Kat (right) with Cat.


Lachland with the burnt croissants. They were literally on fire.


The other chef, Ms Georgie Chudek.


Making bacons and hash browns for dinner, me likey.


Left to right: Phillip, Ragi, Kat, Gammy and Phillip

Cat and I.


Ragi decided to use the balcony as the toilet.


And Lachland too.


Gammy, Lachland, Ragi, Kat and Phillip. Notice the plastic bag.


Brucies hitting Mooseheads.


More Brucies.


And the sign which I acquired. Watch your step please.