University Life

A Sitting Matter

There are many difficulties in the life of a University Students (and let’s face it, in the life of most of  other types of students): from the impossibility to leave your bed in the morning, the enormous amount of articles, books and essays you are supposed to read for your next class, to the terrible music the deaf people living downstairs play non-stop from 11am to 11pm;  the road to your degree, this seemingly inaccessible trophy supposed to grant you the right to join grad school or enter the ‘active life’, is not quite easy.

(One of my profs told me my sentences are too longs… I like long sentences, don’t you ?)

But today, I would like to write about a much more threatening problem, a hidden disturbance against which everyone seems powerless, something that you can also experienced in High School and Middle School but which becomes much more visible in large University lectures:  placement.

Let’s look at it this way. It’s your first day of class and you are happily tottering toward your next lecture hall. Since you were rather worried about finding your way around the school ground, you granted yourself with 5 additional minutes and now you found your hall and you’re early. Great ! You’ll have time to settle down, look around a bit, talk to your neighbour and… wait. Here you are. It’s big. It’s huge. You are at the bottom of the stairs leading to the upper rows of seats where most of the room seems to have already settled. And now you realised: You’re going to have to make a crucial choice, where are you going to seat ?

I’m writing this with this very lecture hall in mind

Crucial question you think. For a minute you consider sitting right in front of the prof’s desk but since the two big screens on the wall look a bit high and you don’t want to hurt your neck, you discard this idea.
Back rows comes to your mind but looking at the number of people already there, you doubt you’ll get a nice spot plus the noise level will probably exceed the one coming from the prof and the thought of the lingering chatter of your colleague-to-be makes your rather annoyed. Back is not an option anymore.
Last option are the middle rows, ideally located, not too close, not too far. Except that now you realised that since you were looking around for a bit, more people settled in and, by  a miracle no-one will never really understand, all the new comers have decided to settle at the far end of each rows, leaving the middle clusters of seats free but almost impossible to access without  disturbing them.


So you sight, you try to look normal and stop in front of one of them. Apologize. Take your bag back in your hand, walk like a crab, sideways toward a free seat, settle down, take off your jacket, trying not to knock down other people’s belongings and you turn toward the entrance where someone else stopped. Looked around. Considered each possibilities, climbed the stairs and settled just behind you after suffering the angry looks of the people who sat too close to the edges and are obliged to stand up to let him pass.

That will be all for today students, *terrible noise of people picking up their bags and rustling through their pencil cases*, next time we will considered the difficulties of sitting in a small lecture and its first corollary, when you know you will have to practise a difficult grammar point with the nearest person. Hope you’ll have a good week-end.


On another topic

I finally saw the tale of the blue peoples. I am more amazed at the number of people who are showing up to each movie screening than the movie itself even though I enjoyed it much more than  I actually thought I would. For the records, I had to seat on the third row of seats from the screen.


To continue shortly on our topic of the day, Cyanide & Happiness last short movie is called “The Man Who Could Sit Anywhere“, a nice tale whose moral we should all ponder about.


Asleep– The Smiths

What If-Emilie Autumn


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