Wednesday, September 10, 2008

First Years and Freshmen

I had my first class today and hallelujah! I feeel like I'm back in school... homework and reading to catch up on already! Lucky me got the last text book for a course from the bookshop-- oh yeah! No borrowing texts, or suffering through dust-induced allergy attacks from hundred-year-old library copies... But I've noticed something horrendous about myself. I'm ashamed to say it, but... I resent first years. Too cluelessly perky. And too squeaky clean: fresh faces, fresh clothes, fresh books, fresh bags, fresh money... new in every way! Hate em, hate em, hate em!

Especially the ones traipsing around like they know the ropes, or like they have a clue... Boy, don't be psst-ing at me like I'm some roadside thing, and do not turn and ogle me when I pass you in the hallway, cause that pretty little sweetie-wanna-be standing beside you is shooting me daggers with her eyes, and I ain't able. Plus, you just got here, calm your azz down!!

Overheard a group of "freshmen" talking the other day: how hot the girls at Uni are, what they wanna do with em... What??? Word of advice: get your head in your books and out of your pants, cause that's not gonna help you any! Furthermore, in time you will (hopefully) learn that:
Real men + getting laid = don't talk about it!
I honestly can't wait for the end of first sem, when they realise just how much serious work this is and how exciting it is not!! When they learn what broke and stressed means, and the shine from the shoes wear off, and the clothes have been washed a coupla times so they don't look so sharp and new anymore... It'll be harder for the con-men and rip-off artistes to spot them... I can't wait for them to get past the oohs and aahs of their first university encounter and wise the hell up!! Bad mind? Maybe, but these cats are getting on my very last nerve with their trying to play it cool.

What gets you through University is being focused and being you -the you your parents packed up and sent off with hopes that you'd at least get a pass degree and find a decent job, the you that did well enough to get accepted into this place, the you your real friends already like and trust... yeah, the uncool you. This ain't no party. This is school, and if you don't wise up soon, you'll look back and see a whole semester hopelessly gone and a new one smirking at you... Why I even care, I don't know, but everytime I see a first year dude walking with that extra bounce and dip, or some little lady swinging her hips like they're on suspenders, it irks me... I mean, damn! Did I look like that???

9 comments:

Ruthibelle said...

Well actually, seeing as how I was a country-bumpkin and all, I probly looked a mess and acted a disaster too...

lucy said...

today at school i felt so tired and lonely! i'm a bit older, so, i don't fit well into any clicks and my commute + huge book bag leaves me looking like serious road kill!

of course you had me laughing! hips swinging from suspenders!

xxx

Ruthibelle said...

OMG, I just re-read this post, and I sound like a Granny Mae... fussin' bout the yung'uns...

Lucy sweetie, don't worry about that age difference. Tough class assignments have a magical unifying force... age will not be an issue once you guys start working on those papers... After the stressful day u had, I'm glad I got a laugh outa yah, and yo, ditch the roadkill look as soon as possible. We don't wanna see stressed-out Lucy with bulb eyes like she's about to get run over, lol...

Ann (MobayDP) said...

Ruthibelle, I suspect every fresher has that excitedness about them :-)
Interestingly enough I don't remember noticing it in my second year.

Lucy, you have the best advantage: age and experience. I always admired how focused the more mature students were in my university experience.

Ruthibelle said...

Ann I know, but jeez jeez jeez... overkill is the word this year.

And you're right about mature students, usually very focused and disciplined,

kalonje said...

Ruthie, let me assure you: you looked very much like the little lost girl at the end of your post, and while you weren't precocious or force-ripe, you were a timid little thing... Thank God for growth and maturity and finding one's voice, lol

Ruthibelle said...

amen to that (the last part, that is) lol!

Abeni said...

lol,I often laugh at myself when I complain bout them young people today as if I am so much wiser

laroper18 said...

The cycle will continue...sad reality.