I’m a 28 year old guy and am due to start a degree course in September and have been wondering... if I should go out on the razz on fresher’s week?...and if I did..would I look like a raging bellend?...What with the majority of people being 10 years younger than me n everything...and what proportion of mature students go out on fresher’s week? (Rough estimate – I’m not asking for Home Office statistics or anything)
I'd like to meet new people and have a laugh but by the same token wouldn't want to compromise anyone else's university experience and youth...considering I'm pretty much coming to the end of mine... I'm also struggling to think what I would have in common with 18 year olds and in attempting to ingratiate myself fear I will come over as an unintended Saxondale parody. Particularly so when scanning the 'Latest Discussions' subjects on the right hand side of this page; "Finding it difficult to find a time to masturbate", “Girls are you attracted to “action”?”, “How historically accurate is Pirates of the Carribean?”, “Punched the girl I like by accident, well not really” etc.... I’m sure topics like these are vital discussion for teenagers but I feel I would be able to offer very little input and thus feel left out / a bit of a ****.
Ultimately my main focus is to study, and as mentioned I feel I’ve done my share of partying and messing around when I was younger so won’t be going out much, not least because I will be living in my own home which is a fair drive from campus. Fresher’s week, seasonal events, and end of year / graduation type events however, I feel are events where it would perhaps be best to make some semblance of an effort to socialise.
So what is the best course of action; Stay in with an 8 pack of John Smiths watching Garrow’s Law in my tweed jacket whilst retaining a modicum of dignity.... or..... go out, get plastered and try to fit in with the kids?...Best case scenario: A great time is had and it turns out to be the fresher’s week equivalent of Old School. Worst case scenario: A date with the magistrates and turns out to be the fresher’s week equivalent of Leaving Las Vegas.