Chapter 3: Altiora in Votis

Integrating and mingling with freshers who just like myself had the same dream, the same interests was a tough thing to do. Most of my life I had grown up and became used to living in the low levels within society and to me that was fine. In this post i guess i will disseminate how living in a ‘Residential College‘ which bases itself on prestige, class and academia is both beneficial and arduous.


By the time Summer school was finished i was well into drinking and partying, however that all changed starting with the introduction of Residential Assistants R.A’s lol whom we had met before doing their ‘camp’. Thus came the dawn of ‘quiet time‘ from 7pm - 7am which sucked horse dick, but I did buy into the place expecting that.


☤ Surrounded by peers with > or = knowledge was something i was unaccustomed to considering the hori place from which i came. However this helped me with the academic support which was invaluable especially in such a tyrannous course such as health sci.

Con: My grades were never a strong point during discussions as they seemed all too miniscule in comparison to others. 
Yes, I could have said ‘but it will make me work harder‘ but to me that’s bullshit. Confident, cocky? call it what you like!, but I become motivated by my works and efforts, not by someone else's.



☤ DINNER IS AT 5PM, RIDICULOUS, especially for those who have an affinity for the night .Hash browns galore and eggs benedict are just some of the things I lived for during this year for breakfast. Lunch was better than dinner as it didn't contain

 the unvarying supply of carrots, broccoli and potatoe.

☤ The consecutive nature of having to dress up every Sunday to get dinner was both enriching and detrimental on me. Getting into a suit this year became somewhat natural to me and disorientated the meaning of formality to mediocrity.



☤ Tutorials being taught by lecturers and in some cases even Paper Co-ordinators was a resource that exceeded expectations far beyond what i was told.



☤ You meet 2nd and 3rd year students who unlike 2˚ school did not build walls according to age. I found them to be mentors and friends and will remain as mates for a long time. most of whom are gonna be doctors,dentists and rich people so that’s a bigger plus haha.



Overall i have to say It has a good atmosphere. It allowed me to get further out of my shell, meet some amazing and talented people with skills ranging from ATCL violin to livers of steel. Opportunities are things that aren’t scarce if one dare venture beyond the brick and vine facade of St Margaret’s College.



2 comments:

. December 30, 2009 at 11:30 PM  

dinner after 5pm is way more ridiculous.

LOL I SEE LINDIE BALFOUR ESSAY STYLE WRITING

Anonymous December 31, 2009 at 5:22 PM  

*thumbs up* :D

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