First week is pretty exciting. It’s the week where you always vow to actually do the readings, read up on topics after class that sound interesting. Maybe then you could actually get over that crippling fear of public speaking and participate in class discussions. Maybe you could actually make more than one friend a year! Maybe even two friends.
It’s when you say you’ll actually buy text books this semester, even borrowing some extra books from the library on occasion, because learning is pretty fun sometimes. You like learning, right? Uni is for learning, even!
First week, you’ll attend all your classes, maybe even all the lectures. Try and remember people’s names, because they look interesting and you like interesting people.
And then second week comes around, and sleeping in that extra ten minutes is worth walking into class half an hour late, clutching terrible coffee and cursing the sun because it’s just too bright. You forgot to buy textbooks, but you’ll buy them next week as soon as your youth allowance is transferred. There was that lecture you missed too, but you can totally catch up online. Yeah.
Fifth week, and classes are starting to get in the way of your assignments. And sometimes the library is for sleeping, alright? That book is overdue, though, and you haven’t read any of it. Should probably return it on Friday when you have that class, but then you don’t go to that class. Next week.
Soon it’s week ten and you’ve got no idea what subjects you’re actually enrolled in … something to do with books, maybe. Everything is due all at once and you can’t see anymore because you’ve consumed so much caffeine you’re seeing sounds.
Then it’s week twelve, somehow even more things are due. Library books need to be returned but you have no idea where they are. The cafe staff know your name and your order. Classes, what are they? You’re pretty sure lectures aren’t actually real, anyway.
But for now, week one is ahead and the trimester looks pretty shiny from here. So good luck, young arts traveller. May your trimester be bright, for at least the first week.
(Originally published in Wordly: O-week edition, DUSA)