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February 27, 2012 | by  | in Opinion |
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Editorial

Change is hard. Whether you come from a town so deep in the hinterland even you don’t know its name, the monstrous ‘super-city’ or the myriad places in between, Wellington will change you. Even if you’ve spent your youth in this fair city, while the hills won’t be new, university will. There are so many things to learn, do and see and most of them will be outside of a lecture theatre. There’s so many people to meet, know and love; people to befriend over a film poster and still be living with two years later (true story). Things are not about to slow down.

Let’s face it: you’re going to be here a while. I mean, with all the papers you’ll fail and parents you’ll disappoint and debt you’ll accrue, you won’t be leaving anytime soon!

But, fear not: Salient is here to help you. Up in our tower-lair we’ve been working away to provide you with all that you need to know about settling in (we lie: it’s mostly junk). A summer recap, O Week interviews, and a lot of advice for surviv- ing the house of horrors that awaits can all be found amidst these pitiful pages. Over the summer we’ve been sprucing things up around this tip; we’ve got a brand-spanking new website, a fresh look and Ollie got a new knee!

The door to the office is always open, so please, pop by. Remember, Salient is your magazine. If you like what’s going on, then cool. But if you don’t, well, don’t just brood until you’re burning effigies of us. Write us an angry letter, or abuse us on Facebook, Twitter or the website. There are so many ways to hate. Death threats will do just fine. Or, even better, you could get out the pen, get involved and write what you want to read.

This place demands that you never stand still. The friends you make, government departments you defraud, bars you frequent and courses you take will not stop changing year after year. There’s always a new gutter to wake up in–literally and figuratively. And that’s what O Week is really about.

Now go. There’s liquor to drink, parties to attend and compromising situations to avoid. Quickly now. You’re young, free and beautiful, and have approximately six weeks before you become old, decrepit sell-outs like us.

And if it all seems too much, don’t worry. University is just like all things in life: it will all be over very soon.

 

 

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