Gone Fishing

Fresher's week: seven unadulterated, barely memorable (but only for alcoholic reasons) nights out with people you don't really know.

Look at any form of social media in the weeks proceeding the biggest freshers weeks and you'll find condescending words. 'An excuse to drink' is a popular phrase but against the assumption that all freshers have unsafe sex with as many people as physically possible, one too many vodka and cokes is only a small issue.

But this year, we are hit with a new phenomenon. 'Fishing,' or the act of older students attending freshers week to pull those intoxicated or naive. It's true to the point that I know many second years and above who enjoy the, let's face it, much better entertainment that will ever be put on again throughout the duration of their time at university; when else would S Club 7 (alright, 3, but still) grace the sticky floored student union. But to attend in order to pull? Possible. But even that's not horrendous.

We certainly can't pretend that above years wait for the 'lightweights' to fall before reeling them in and taking them home. Firstly, vomiting is not an attractive look (I learnt that after a particularly unfortunate incident but luckily lack of memory equals a slightly smaller dent in my pride) and no one wants to take someone home who can't stand up.

Secondly, sex with someone a different age is not unusual. For 14 years you are subject to 'what year are you' being one of the determining factors in the opening conversation with any person you might be intimate with. Later on, age is less of an issue.

I can't deny first years go home with second, third, forth years. But in comparison to some of the things happening in the world, I'd take sex with a guy three years older than me any day.