A Start to Uni... Part 2

...I wasn’t exactly in the mood for the nightmare inducing awkwardness of ‘getting to know you’ activities one is sure to experience at orientations/conferences/camps/ any event where people over 40 are put in charge of young people and have to come up with FUN things to fill time (a.k.a university orientation). And awkwardness was exactly what I got...

No friendships were cultivated through participation in said activities. The only time a genuine conversation was had was when we found a spare moment to bitch about our mentors. I might have also been guilty of oversharing… I think I told no less than five complete strangers about my recent dumping. Cringe worthy, I know. I mean what better way to make friends than by basically admitting you’re emotionally screwed at the moment.