Getting initiated into a weird tradition without consent.
GETTING INITIATED INTO A WEIRD TRADITION WITHOUT CONSENT.
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Remember that sudden, baffling moment? You're new, just trying to find your classes, then boom – you're swept into some ancient, unexplainable ritual. Nobody asked, nobody explained, you just were. One minute you're a student, the next you're... doing whatever obscure thing that was. And everyone else acts like it's perfectly normal.
It's the unspoken curriculum of our institutions, isn't it? Those bizarre midnight chants, the strange campus-wide scavenger hunts that make absolutely no sense, or being "volunteered" for some truly odd ceremonial duty. You glance around, bewilderment and slight horror on your face, then you just roll with it. Because you have to.
These aren't just quirky student clubs; they're woven into the very fabric of our campus culture. Outsiders wouldn't get it. They'd just stare. How do you explain participating in a secret society's initiation involving obscure historical references and questionable costumes, all before your 8 AM lecture? You don't. You simply share a knowing look with someone else who’s been through it. It's the silent bond of the initiated, the weird rites of passage that scream "Only at an Ivy." These moments become the bizarre, hilarious, and ultimately defining memories you carry, shaping your understanding of this unique place.