Second Year of Uni
Walking around in uni during Orientation Week as First Years run around scrambling to find one place or another, it gives me a peculiar feeling of… superiority. It’s entirely uncalled for, I know, but for the first time since I started uni, I feel like the uni I’m in is mine.
I remember feeling something similar in Form 2 as a handful of my peers walked in a sea of Form 1’s. A few older students think of new students as brats and a waste of space, especially when it starts to get overcrowded at the canteen, and even more so when the food queue grows to ridiculous lengths. But if you really think about it we were just those ‘brats’ a year ago.
It’s a weird feeling, going from the oldest in primary school to newbies in secondary school, then after one year becoming the oldest of the afternoon session, then the youngest of the morning session… A flowchart might be better.
Oldest of primary school (Standard 6) –> newbie of secondary school (Form 1) –> oldest of afternoon session (Form 2) –> newbie of the morning session (Form 3) –> top of school social chain (Form 5) –> start again as newbie in uni (First Year)
And the same thing will happen again when we graduate and enter the working world. Although, in the adult world, the cycle shouldn’t happen so quickly. Makes you appreciate how adaptable teens are, don’t you?