Making Uni Friends

 

I hate the concept of having to make uni friends. Going to the start of semester classes are always so awkward. You have to do those really bizarre introduction classes where you have to figure out how to pitch yourself to everyone else in two sentences or less. They say it’s to help everyone learn a little about you, but you know everyone else is going to pick the people they’ll deem worth talking to based on your introduction. The first guy who spoke sounded like a total dick. He went on about being in a band. He also went to Barker. It was embarrassing for all involved. The guy who I was doing my introduction with was also a fucking weirdo. He was a surfer from Bondi. I asked if he ever went on Brown Cardigan and he said no. So I asked if he liked the band Wavves. He also said no. The conversation instantly died at that point. (NOTE: If you already read that on my last Facebook status then my bad. Get some better Facebook friends). Anyway he went on to abruptly get up 5 minutes later and walk out of the class. So I ended up not even having an introduction. Now that douchebag from Barker is going to have more friends than I will. What a low point in my life.

NOTE: I don’t actually have anything against Barker, I just held it against them that they became a co-ed school after year 10. My school just spawned several gay students who waited until school finished to come out.
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