This year I’ve been struck with thoughts about freshers, more so than the last two years. Maybe it’s because I live much closer to campus now, but, it has really astonished me that it was nearly three years ago that I was looking as lost as they do now. Three years!18 through to 21, some of the most formative years of my life, times that will have a bearing on me for ever and they’ve happened in a time that just went by without me realising.
Never again will I be in a similar situation (I hope), where there’s nothing to lose and everything to gain, a whole world just suddenly opening up infront of me, with next to no responsibility, the overwhelming feeling that everyone you meet could be a friend for life. Oh how things change! I’m much more cynical now that I am then, pretty much as a direct result of fresher’s week. That people can be so pleasant and friendly to everybody and then change so drastically over the course of a year and more. Not everybody’s like that though thankfully, I bumped into a girl I was in halls with last night and at least she’s as friendly as she always was.
It also stuck me tonight as well that I have been in the library more in the last three weeks that I did in my entire first two years.