MeneerDijk
08-30-2005, 03:52 PM
Today it finally happened, my first day at my new education. As some of you may know i'm 25 now...and that's pretty old if you consider the average age in class will be 17...Reminds me of that movie where the rich old guy goes back to school.... it's called back to school (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0090685/).....genius! Except i'm not rich...and i probably won't win the schools springboard competetion, and learn a valuable lesson about life in the meantime.
Anyway, i was pretty cool about this, in the past weeks i felt confident my return to school would go smooth. And that i would have a superfunhappy time. And that i would get along with my, considerably younger classmates.
But for some reason when i woke up this morning i started getting real nervous... known in medical circles as: the heebie jeebies. All kinds of thoughts started running through my head... what if they think i'm a boring weirdo (wich is what i really am but i manage to hide it) What if the class had people trying to assert themselves to gain popularity at my expense...because i'm an easy target!
With this in mind i peddled my bike to school, just a five minute bicycle ride... once there i had to find classroom 0.16 in the C wing... i didnt even know the building had a freaking C wing. To find the classroom i tried my tried and tested 'wandering around aimlessly hoping to bump into the right door' technique. While i was wandering the huge hallways of the school, another young looking student crossed my path a couple of times...having the same wandering stare as i had...so i took my chances and asked if he knew where the classroom was...he didn't know either because he was looking for the same one. Another enquiry directed at someone else learned me the correct way. Score +1 i found the right classroom on time...wich avoids the dreaded walk of shame to your seat, when you interrupt a teacher, with everyone staring at you.
Once i sat down i noticed i started to make an assesment of any person i saw. Would they be kind people or shallow bungholes? The teacher started explaining the roster for the day and handed out a lot of stuff...standard routine. After that we had a tour of the bulding and quite a long break...wich gave me a chance to talk to some of the other students, i sat down with some in the school bar (yes an actual bar with beer after 4 p.m.) ... They turned out to be so intimidated that i couldn't start any normal converstation...here's an example:
Me: So......
him/her:........
Me: You had to travel long to get here?
him/her: no/yes.............
me: So...........
him/her: .................
me: What school did you do before this?
him/her: (school name).......................
me: So......................
I figured out pretty soon this wasn't really going anywhere, so i went outside, figuring there would be at least some smokers in the class, and having been a smoker myself i know they're a pretty social bunch. When i walked through the revolving door i noticed there were actually some other students following me...like little ducklings. I found some smoking classmates outside, and although conversation at first was carefull i found out there we're some more people that had similar experiences as me. They also didn't know what to do and tried out several schools and jobs before finally ending up at this school. This made some interesting conersation... I started to feel somewhat more comfortable knowing that this wouldn't be the lonelyest four years of my life after all.
After the break we had to report back at a class, i trailed behind a little because of a bathroom break, and i arrived at the classroom the latest. All the other students we're waiting for the teacher to arrive and we're all staring at me silently. Ths gave me a real creepy feeling... i had two options: Try to ignore it, or try to make the best of it... i tried the latter, wich is also risky: make a joke! When i came close to the group i said out loud: WOW aren't i in the spotlight...wich got a few chuckles... then i proceeded to do a little tapdance. Wich received some genuine laughs. From that moment on the ice was broken, i picked up some of the first names pretty fast wich was good, because the classmates took the effort to learn mine. The day ended at a pub where the whole class enjoyed a drink...and i enjoyed being accepted as a classmate.
I have a little treat to accompany this story, a picture of me in my 'working clothes'a lab coat and safety goggles, and i can tell you, it's damn hard to look hot with safety gogle model: 1972...but i tried my best :D
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v723/meneerdijk/jas3klein.jpg
Anyway, i was pretty cool about this, in the past weeks i felt confident my return to school would go smooth. And that i would have a superfunhappy time. And that i would get along with my, considerably younger classmates.
But for some reason when i woke up this morning i started getting real nervous... known in medical circles as: the heebie jeebies. All kinds of thoughts started running through my head... what if they think i'm a boring weirdo (wich is what i really am but i manage to hide it) What if the class had people trying to assert themselves to gain popularity at my expense...because i'm an easy target!
With this in mind i peddled my bike to school, just a five minute bicycle ride... once there i had to find classroom 0.16 in the C wing... i didnt even know the building had a freaking C wing. To find the classroom i tried my tried and tested 'wandering around aimlessly hoping to bump into the right door' technique. While i was wandering the huge hallways of the school, another young looking student crossed my path a couple of times...having the same wandering stare as i had...so i took my chances and asked if he knew where the classroom was...he didn't know either because he was looking for the same one. Another enquiry directed at someone else learned me the correct way. Score +1 i found the right classroom on time...wich avoids the dreaded walk of shame to your seat, when you interrupt a teacher, with everyone staring at you.
Once i sat down i noticed i started to make an assesment of any person i saw. Would they be kind people or shallow bungholes? The teacher started explaining the roster for the day and handed out a lot of stuff...standard routine. After that we had a tour of the bulding and quite a long break...wich gave me a chance to talk to some of the other students, i sat down with some in the school bar (yes an actual bar with beer after 4 p.m.) ... They turned out to be so intimidated that i couldn't start any normal converstation...here's an example:
Me: So......
him/her:........
Me: You had to travel long to get here?
him/her: no/yes.............
me: So...........
him/her: .................
me: What school did you do before this?
him/her: (school name).......................
me: So......................
I figured out pretty soon this wasn't really going anywhere, so i went outside, figuring there would be at least some smokers in the class, and having been a smoker myself i know they're a pretty social bunch. When i walked through the revolving door i noticed there were actually some other students following me...like little ducklings. I found some smoking classmates outside, and although conversation at first was carefull i found out there we're some more people that had similar experiences as me. They also didn't know what to do and tried out several schools and jobs before finally ending up at this school. This made some interesting conersation... I started to feel somewhat more comfortable knowing that this wouldn't be the lonelyest four years of my life after all.
After the break we had to report back at a class, i trailed behind a little because of a bathroom break, and i arrived at the classroom the latest. All the other students we're waiting for the teacher to arrive and we're all staring at me silently. Ths gave me a real creepy feeling... i had two options: Try to ignore it, or try to make the best of it... i tried the latter, wich is also risky: make a joke! When i came close to the group i said out loud: WOW aren't i in the spotlight...wich got a few chuckles... then i proceeded to do a little tapdance. Wich received some genuine laughs. From that moment on the ice was broken, i picked up some of the first names pretty fast wich was good, because the classmates took the effort to learn mine. The day ended at a pub where the whole class enjoyed a drink...and i enjoyed being accepted as a classmate.
I have a little treat to accompany this story, a picture of me in my 'working clothes'a lab coat and safety goggles, and i can tell you, it's damn hard to look hot with safety gogle model: 1972...but i tried my best :D
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v723/meneerdijk/jas3klein.jpg