Student lifestyle

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2024-01-18 00:05

Admission to the University:

nerves at the limit, confusion in my head. On the ears, noodles hung by the teachers at the consultations. Trembling knees. I want to howl. Already I am writing the introductory dictation !!! Auntie says something about fishing. That’s why I dreamed about fish all night, and I was worried that I would soon become the mother of a family. Carried away! I am diligently displaying the title of the text on my sheet: "Pike". But my neighbor, having decided that more is better, writes: "Suchuka." But the further into the text, the more mistakes. The teacher, with sympathy in her voice, says that the fishermen did not bite these days, my brother, unfortunately, notes: “it wasn’t cool.”

Enrollment:

Hooray!!! I remember what I did, but how and with whom? Partial amnesia. In the usual way of life of students, there is no other way!

Studies:

If you didn’t have time to fill up on a chair somewhere in the Kamchatka region, you’re late to huddle on the windowsill (there are not enough chairs for everyone). But this is only in the first semester, later the chairs are bored with loneliness, and the students snore on their beds.

Scholarship:

What is never enough, so you ask your parents for alms: “Dear and beloved daddy. I'm so ashamed, so ashamed! The hand does not even rise to write that I need money. I regret it very much: I blush, turn pale and become covered with spots. I'm delivering this note with a messenger. He will wait for the money at the door. It would be better if he lost her. P. S. My conscience does not give me rest, I even ran after the messenger to take this terrible letter from him, but he has already left. Father's answer did not leave itself waiting: Daughter, your conscience can be calm. The messenger has lost a letter asking for money.

Exam:

According to the lifestyle of students, I bison everything and put books under my pillow at night. But experienced people say that if you teach in scrap, then you need to put in the record book a photo of your loved one, surrounded by all relatives and pets. The picture must be of inconceivable size so that the old professor could notice it right away. As soon as he did it, start complaining about your family life: the kids are sitting on the benches, waiting for their mother, the husband has a pig, the dog has a plague … Press on the psyche: maybe it will help.

Holidays:

Likewise, the lifestyle of students obliges - I love everyone, I drink with everyone. And as for the professor who did not give me a credit: today is the Day of Protection of Insects, let him live.

Study again:

I can't think twice about the same thing !!!

GOS:

I only remember my condition after the state. exams: "Passed!" - I exclaim joyfully, getting up from the table and heading for the door. “Wait, I have to mention,” a member of the examining committee shouts after him, waving my record book. - In the evening we will celebrate !!! - I hear my voice from the corridor.

Lena Gurova