Wingyyy.

Before you know it, it’s year seven all over again. The awkward moments as you enter the classroom, as if the whole rooms attention has miraculously diverted to you. Looking for a seat, only to find the one seat available, next to the the most intimidating looking person in the class room. The “Hi-whats-your-name” moments, where you begin to wonder why you even did it in the first place.

None of these are actually new to me, but as you approach these situations, you begin to forget how you dealt with them in the past, eventually become that exact, lost figure all over again. Today proved to be an interesting start to university life, as i meet new friends, new learning methods, as well as new expectations. No more being spoon fed by teachers,

- “teachers no longer have the obligation to tell you to homework, the one absolute rule is that if you are lazy, you fail.”

It is also interesting how this new type of studying environment changes individuals almost instantaneously, giving up entertainment, gaming, and any forms of distractions, even changing sleeping and eating patterns. This isn’t as far as a new start, but is certainly a new rhythm in life, and a rather stressful one at that.