Exchange: it’s the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience an intellectual journey at an esteemed international tertiary institution.

Nah, it’s about passing and ketamine.

That is why the behaviour of an exchange student from North Carolina in a Privacy Law seminar is particularly fucking bizarre.

Despite the fact that everyone is fully aware exchange students only need to pass their subjects, this pocket rocket from the States is absolutely going for it - quoting the readings, asking questions, laughing at the lecturer.

Here’s one for you, Uncle Sam: there’s absolutely no fucking need for this. The fact that you’re at class is pretty dire. Unless you’ve accidentally wandered in here as a result of a particularly brutal MDMA-induced come down, there is simply no excuse for you being in this class.

What a mess. Instead of enjoying the generous vodka Monster deals the Down Under Bar offers on a Tuesday, this Yankeedoodle clown is sitting in the lower levels of the Forgan Smith and just fucking marinating in the minutiae of the Privacy Act 1988.

Here’s some law for you partner: the law of having some fun.

More to come.