School is for learning!

School has started again, and this year I too am part of the new league of first year does, looking around as if stricken with flashy, bright headlights.
Only, in a way, I can be considered a seasoned deer, already having spent 4 years in college but without much luck.

The instant I stepped into the classroom to meet my new classmates I knew I would be the 'oldest' this time around, usually looked upon with pity and seen as an old fart with nothing usefull to say. Also, the fear struck me, if even for a second or two, to still be that guy who entered college 5 years ago. Timid, silent, socially inept and withdrawn...

Like hell that was gonna be me! I was, and still am, determined to not be those guys and I succeeded. You can only make one first impression as they say and although that is not my strong suit, I managed quite well to leave a mark on that meeting and the one after that.

A few days after the first meeting came the so-called introduction day. Intended to get to know ones classmates, seniors and chosen city of learning, the planning always includes games and hikes. It also never gets done the way it is planned, for as early as 10.30 we were sat in front of a bar in the warm sun, enjoying our first glass of beer of the day with many more to come.

My class turned out to be the official 'most fun class' of the new year as we instantly all bonded and had a great time until the sun set and people departed to far-off beds to prepare for the early morning in class the very next day.

I sat in the train feeling fulfilled and kinda happy. I got accepted even though I am 7 years everyone's senior, proving that you are only as old as you feel and behave. The fact I'm mentally 16 and I act like that worked to my advantage this time...

Besides my now well-known tolerance to alcohol and knack for silly puns, sarcasm and dirty wit, I have also proven myself to be reliable and knowledgeable in the fields my study requires me to be proficient in.

'But Sav...is it all good and well in your life then?', one could ask. Nope, it is not or should I say, of course it is not. The things bothering me did not go poof overnight nor will they ever. The many issues, the many insecurities, the many problems, the many downers, they all still linger. I just have less time now to worry about them, which is probably for the best.


Sav.