Ok,this is actually intended to be a comic relief, furthermore to pass a message crosswise over to freshers,not overlooking aspirants anticipating admission into the university/polytechnic. Alright the university envirominent is weighed down with various bores of students,the FRESHERS,undergraduates,postgraduates and probably the predites. My point of convergence being the freshers,let me reel out the six categories of freshers you will see in the university environment.
1.THE NOVICE; This set of freshers are damn hilarious when you have an encounter with them,they keep missing their way around the school environment, always forgetting their paths, they are still bedeviled with the secondary school mentality. Imagine a fresher referring to his coursemates as ‘classmates” or terming their courses as “subject”..
2.THE FASHIONISTA; This set of people have probably been saving up the clothes before gaining admission so they can flaunt it and those that care can check them out. They come to class with different attires on daily basis, some don’t mind going hungry. They just want to put on that new cloth.
3.MR/MISS SALUTATION; This category of freshers can greet the hell out of someone, they are always meek and gentle, they greet neighbours, course mates and everybody they come across,not minding if they are even younger.
4.THE BOOKWORM; This set of people like their pseudonym depict, are always flying from lecture rooms to library to the hostel and back to night class, such a circular life. They are always forming serious students, probably because they have been admonished by their parents to come out with good grades.
5.THE PARTY FREAKS; This set of freshers couldn’t wait to break free from the aegis of their parent’s enslavement. Immediately they got their admission they breathed a sign of relief. From matriculation night to their freshers’, to all other subsequent nights. Just two months in school they know all clubs,bars and lounges.
6.THE INTROVERT; This set of freshers are boredom personified, no social life. Home to school, back to the lodge, always locking themselves inside, no iota of cheerfulness in them.