Sharpening the Pencils and losing the shavings

Socialising in the first year

Entering university for the first year is nothing as is to be expected and this is especially important to note when moving interstate to study.

For starters, you become a magnet, developing a positive/negative force to anyone you could grasp onto.

In following with this rhythm there seems to be a conversion as an individual; social pressures might not have been rife during high school, but upon hitting on campus accommodation, the feeling to socialise and to party becomes a need by your own admission.

Throughout the first semester of the first year, we all grasp perhaps not to find our ropes but for groups and for people, but like fame, friendship and association is fickle. While you might spend a few hours with someone you met in a lecture, it is more than likely that you will not talk to them again. It seems that as a magnet the force drags us to people but that is where the power ends, and social skills will then have to carry you through.

In retrospect the Daily red was perhaps walking in water a little deep, weakening the magnet but trying nevertheless to tick all the boxes to ensure that I was an authentic university student.

However, there is no form to fill out nor is there any boxes to be ticked to determine who or what you are doing at university, rather it is throw of the cards, the hand that you have is rather individual and whether you like it or not; you have to own it.