in doubt...
Friday, October 6, 2006
i can't decide which of my courses is going to polish me off and ultimately kill me: social anthropology, economics or quantitative research methods (i.e. statistics)? there's also one other option: finding books in one of oxford's hundred libraries. what do you think?
anyway i'll stop being melodramatic. i'm having a great time and meeting lots of people. my flatmates are lovely (so far i have, in order from the kitchen down the corridor, one chinese, one korean, myself, one caribbean, one american, one english). my coursemates as well - people from all over the place and with all sorts of different backgrounds (and we all seem to be more or less the same age, with a few exceptions, which is nice).
i've also met all of my lecturers, our director, my supervisor, my old hand(s) from college, and second years.
saturday night will be the wolfson uniform bop (=party), and next week informal dinner with our college advisors and matriculation (with sub fusc, gown and all the rest).
i'm settling right in, but i'm thinking the hardest part will be actually starting to work properly, read, write, think. i am excited about it but also slightly scared and that doesn't help.
the fresher's syndrome at oxford is: i am not good enough for this, i'm a fraud. every single person i've met feels this way so it's all normal. i just hope the feeling goes pretty soon because... well, it's a bit crap. :)
what else? my room is nice and has lots of storage to put all the enourmous amounts of shit i seem to own (things never change eh). the kitchen is so nice it makes me want to start cooking properly - won't happen though. i can already see that all of my lunches will be sandwiches in the covered market and dinners will be had in the refectory here at wolfson.
now the big question is: should i learn to ride a bike or should i just splash out on a bus pass?
ah the problems of an oxford student.
(god. i'm an oxford student. what happened?!?)
E BRAVA VANINAAAAA! Contenta che anche ad Oxford te la stia spassando alla grande! La paura di non farcela credo sia normale, ce n'è sempre un pò all'inizio di una cosa nuova, anche se sai di essere in gamba! Buona fortuna cara!