Then and Now glenn bramich takes us through his first and last week of studying at deakin university
My First Week I hated everyone. Like, absolutely everyone. There was one guy I went to high school with, and I hated him the most. I hated the first week of classes. Four lots of introductory games. Four lots of ‘Hi, I’m Glenn. I’m 19. I live in Cheltenham. I like Nintendo’. Four lots of ‘now, I know some of you aren’t first years, but I would like to say, this isn’t like high school’. Four lots of sitting next to someone who is so excited to be at university that they’re just about wetting themselves. I hated my three-day-a-week timetable. I hated that every Thursday I would come in at 9am for a compulsory lecture (seriously?) and leave at 6pm after my 1-hour compulsory tute on the second level of the M building. I hated that in my first year that the one café it was cool to be seen at made the worst coffees, and the café that only ‘losers’ went to made the best coffees (I’ll let you figure out which is which). I hated picking out an outfit every day. I hated the cheap food they sell. I hated that it wasn’t more like TV representations of American college. I absolutely hated that. I hated the time in between classes. I hated going to the library and watching the clock tick past. I hate the Wi-Fi. God, I hated the Wi-Fi. I hated the car park. I was so happy I didn’t get involved in anything. I didn’t need it. I was still cool from high school. I didn’t need uni to prove that I was cool.
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