I've been eating lunch alone all week, slinking off by myself to the campus pond with my sandwich. Sometimes I just get overcome by shyness, which is a surprise to some people because usually I'm quite gregarious; but there you go.
I'm not too worried though, everybody else on the course seems quite shy, too. We're all "mature" students now, you see, sitting back, making notes, and taking everything in. This isn't the beginning of my BA when I was running around halls of residence with my knickers on my head. Oh no. I've been spending my first week productively, in the fees & grants office, or colour-coding the different modules on my Google calender, and I'm sure everybody else is busy doing exactly the same thing.
Or maybe they're in a big gang together at lunchtimes, lounging around in the student bar, beers in their hands and their knickers on their heads?
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Apart from me and maybe three others, my course is populated by teens or post-menopausal women who talk of nothing but how much their husbands look after them in that peculiarly strident tone of voice which suggests its not actually you they're trying to convince.
ReplyDeleteThe teens are far less shocked at my filthy jokes. And very impressed that I can drink more than them and still turn up on time to class.
I sincerely doubt you're on the outside, Annie. I would more imagine that the others are scouring the campus looking for you in order to be seen with the cool kid(s). Since it's obvious to even the most casual of observer that you are constantly in the midst of 'what's coolest'! :)
ReplyDeleteHa! That is one hell of an image (knickers on head). Just do it. You'll establish your reputation there for always.
ReplyDeleteYou are just eating the wrong sandwiches that's all. Get your diet right and you'll have your knickers back on your head in no time.
ReplyDeletedon't worry a chroí, i was doing the whole sambos by the lake thing for my first while in UCD too. not the friendliest of places, is it? wallflowers bloom after a friday evening pint though. see if you can drag any of them to the SU after class.
ReplyDeleteThey are not. They are busy eating their own sandwiches and waiting for the awkwardenss of the first weekes to pass.
ReplyDeleteI think it's better to take your time meeting people; my memories from college are of spending 4 years trying to lose the friends I had so enthusiastically made in the first week. God, that sounds really bitchy...
ReplyDeleteWell, actually... yes. They are all in the bar. Someone suggested bringing you in, but that idea didn't go down very well. Sry.
ReplyDeleteHi Annie, got on your blogsite, read something very funny, above all vice, specially the sex blog sem eg fell totally fyrir.
ReplyDeletevice, eg meina wise, viturlegt.
ReplyDeleteMake sure you join random societies, I recommend the L&H
ReplyDeleteWe all get overcome by shyness sometimes. And I very much doubt everyone else is having more fun than you - though we all feel like that!
ReplyDeleteIt's that mature shit, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteJesus, I hate being mature.
Pffft... why can't you do both?
ReplyDeleteI have spent fresers week drinking. I am now looking forward to a week of going to lectures and unpacking and such like before it all gets too much and start drinking again. I love uni.
ReplyDeleteWeirdo -- does this mean you've found a new drink-holding bitch? I've been usurped.
ReplyDeleteAnnie -- I do the same thing with my Google calendar. Then I go back and fort on whether I want US holidays.
If you make friends in college, they'll just cheat off of you anyway.
ReplyDeleteThank you guys. I actually had lunch with someone today, in the canteen at a table and everything. Baby steps hey.
ReplyDeleteThank god you are all mature students together. I remember the mature students on my degree course were such a tedious bunch. Always handing their assignments in on time and saying they had to get home to cook the kids fish fingers and 'wasn't education such a wonderful thing and we were all wasting it by getting hammered night after night.' all I could think is, why come back as a mature student and do Art History, a course which is no use to man nor beast!
ReplyDeleteYou're never too old to run around with your knickers on your head. Or to feel shy and awkward in new surroundings, unfortunately. I'm sure you'll do great.
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