Nearly 10 months have passed since I left home and came to “the big city” to study at the University. It seems a lot of time has passed – and it really did – but here I am now writing about it and feeling like it were only 2 or 3 weeks since the first day. Indeed, living these 10 months was like being in Time’s roller-coaster of emotions and events. I actually can’t recall how it is to be back home, taken care of, pampered by my mum, sometimes arguing with her (old-teenage issues -_-) and not caring about anything but what concerns my well-being. Leaving the “paradise” appealed exciting and scary at the same time; and yes, it was hard to change my way of living, but I guess I learned how to survive and cope with the young-adult-left-on-his-own lifestyle.
Here are some “major discoveries” that I made while living on my own, and I guess that many of you find yourselves in one or two of them:
- Despite my prejudices, living in a big city is better than in a small town like the one I come from. More to do, more places to go visit, lots of different people (that means I can dress and act like a freak, no one will complain about it, they’re used to this).
- I learned that “near” or “right next block” can mean 2-3 kilometres; also, “Carrefour ahead –> 5 min” means 5 minutes by car, but can also mean a good exercise and space orientation practice.
- Important institutions can have buildings that look old and crooked enough to be put to demolition and be mistaken to a sanatorium.
- Fancy buildings are always placed near freaky, dirty, dangerous and unguarded perimeters.
- Lifts, subway access cards, mall main entrances, stop signs and front doors have their own personalities.
- Public transport is your worst enemy, especially if you’re late.
- “Car” means also “bus”. You don’t take the bus, you take the “car”. It makes you think less that you use public transport and think more that you have a big car with a personal driver.
- Salespersons and clerks can be nice and say “thank you” even when you only buy a bottle of water.
- Universities not as scary as you thought. But their secretaries are…
- Some faculty professors are even scarier than what point 9 mentions.
- There are four kinds of people attending your common lectures: nerds with better-than-you attitudes, people that chose the faculty because they thought it’s the easiest, the eternal-in-love-stay-together couples and, last but not least, those crazy bastards you love spending time and laughing with.
- Good professors leave you good impressions. Bad professors follow you until the 3rd year.
- The exam sessions is the best way to lose weight.
- McDonald’s/KFC tastes good.
- McDonald’s/KFC tastes better than in point 14 if you have a good (gossip) conversation with your friends while eating it.
- McDonald’s/KFC tastes like mommy’s home-cooking when you’re sure it’s all you can eat that day as main meal.
- No coffee, no brain.
- Everything you cook is the best tasteless food you’ve had since you started living on your own.
- Money is never enough and it’s never there on time when bills come knocking at your door.
- Lazy, carefree, useless room-mates are the main motive not to stay too much at home during the day.
- Facebook is the best meeting place for you and your friends when you can’t afford to go out.
- Waking up at 6 o’clock almost every morning to go to school can turn into not being able to wake up later than 8 o’clock every morning even if you go to bed at 2 AM.
- Everything can be learned within 2 days before the exam, except Main Concepts of Critical Theory or Generative Grammar. That you can NEVER learn!
- The Devil has a name and he’s the Dean of your faculty. He also has a god which he praises and constantly talks about his theories.
- You can write a best-seller just by inspiring yourself from what’s written on the desks or bathroom walls.
- Sweetheart, lav, kiddies, ţuşchi, dâs, mesăţ, bungalău, “puffs, patches, powders, bibles, bille-doux”, Hello Kitty, fuc*k Wikipedia, fatăăă!, duuude!, şi? sunteţi pregătiţi de curs/seminar?, avem aici ediţia bilingvă…, shut up! I hear voices!, expose yourselves to German.
- I’ve learned to play the nice girl even though the one in front of me is a complete idiot.
- I’ve learned that all those who a year ago were swearing they won’t forget you now pass by like strangers.
- Going to a movie with your buddies before a major exam is the best way not to go mad… alone.
- Most people think about going to university as going to a boyfriend/girlfriend/fu*ckfriend market.
- Most people who don’t think as in point 30 and really want to do something useful with their lives are also your best buddies.
- Having a silly, dramatic, “Blitzkrieg”-like arguing with your best friend can lead to a closer and harmonious relationship.
- Turning 20 feels old. Having friends telling you that you’re getting old is the best motivation you have to keep going, even if you’re broke, have a bad hair day or other existential issues.
I think I’ll stop here, even though I’m sure I forgot a few things.
Anyway, I don’t regret these last 10 months, they’ve been the best someone can live even though there were lots of ups and downs. A long and busy (or maybe very boring) summer awaits me back home but I already can’t wait to come back home-away-from-home to start this bitter-sweet madness all over, ’cause I know it’s the best period to live life to the fullest. \(^o^)/
And now for the song of the day to conclude what I’ve been babbling here: