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This is a bit of an unusual thing for me to be writing about, but look, writing it I am, possibly because I really really can't think of anything else to write about. Why am I writing it at all? Why, for that matter, do I keep asking myself that question? Anyway. That doesn't matter now, does it? No, it doesn't. Can we please dispense with the rhetorical questions?
That, I feel was a bit much. But the sentiment was sound. Anyway, an interesting - or possibly not, I really don't know- thing is that University is exactly nothing like I expected it to be. What I expected it to be like was of pretty quartyards and cups of coffee and serious and immensely intellectual people (like my good self, you understand) milling about the place pondering deep and meaningful thoughts about the universe and life and other such pointless things and generally having a glorious time doing nothing but educating ourselves. As it is (of course) it's nothing like that. It's a whole dreadful agglomeration of noisy, egotistical people, and evenings wasted listening to dreadfuly and crude discussions about...
I suppose, though, that that is only to be expected. For a start, when I imagined University it was always sunny, which is always a fairly good indication of a delusional fantasy. hey ho. And, of course, life (and, now I come to it, the universe. And other such pointless things) goes on, as it does. Hoorah! Let joy be unconfined. etc.