College

Thrown into the eighth floor of the Electricity Building (the literal translation of the common name of the Electrical Engineering Building in the Faculty of Engineering, University of Alexandria...But that's a mouthful so yeah), I spent my first day with a nice set of interesting people...As usual around a crowd, I crossed my arms in firm defensive body language. On relative intervals, I realized that crossing your arms meant defensive body language (a bit of information learned from an interesting Derren Brown Trick or Treat episode about Confidence that you should definitely watch cause it owned) so I hastily uncrossed them...Only to find them recrossing themselves three seconds later. Anyhow, past my fidgety arms.

The room is scrupulous, cozy and quite welcoming...The smell of old wood pervades and the hum of people talking kinda shades the room. My vision is quite sharp...My ears cannot decipher the tens of conversations going on. I feel a little surrounded but not too much to be claustrophobic. I sit in the room for four hours I think...Straight on, no standing up. People take breaks, go out and come back...It's kinda fun, the way people gaze around with their eyes, recognize you're there then gaze in front of them. I never gaze people straight in the eye but I can sense any relative stare.

Kind of makes me seem psychotic or terribly desperate for attention, right? I can honestly deny the second but I'm obviously too ignorant to deny the first. In any case, it was a good enough day...I met some people in my English admission test who weren't that fun. But well, someday they will be I think...People are never fun when you first meet them. Heck, most of them aren't that fun even after a month of meeting them. But who am I to judge people, eh? Anyhow, I guess that'll be it till tomorrow or the day after.