Posted by: Leila on: September 19, 2006
So I am back in hall in St Andrews. So far it has been a pretty amazing freshers week. I have met a lot of new and intresting freshers as well as some returning students that I haven’t known from previous years. *more details to come when I am less tired*
Unfortunetly there have been the enivetable ‘Yahs’ as we call them. One in particular who caught my attention by wearing pink trousers and encouraging people to strip instead of drink, which ended up with him actually just stripping himself and ‘bulging’ embarrasingly. It saddened me to see what lows some American kids were going to stoop to simply to pull some fresher girls.
There is one particular boy who is back in hall which causes much hilarity with the girls on A floor along with my friends from inside and outside hall. After a year of trying (and spectacularly failing) to date me he decided that the best way to deal with his insecurities was to hate me. Since I have been back in St Andrews he has been avoiding me, which suits me perfectly. Also, many of my friends have complained to me that he has been sporadically jumping on them in the street for no apparent reason. Over the last few days the sign on my door which says ‘Leila’s Room’ has been disapearing periodicly around 2 to 3 times a day. In the very beginning I assumed it to be drunken freshers but surely they would just rip it off? Not for it to dissapear completely. Natually I assumed it was this boy, as the childish person he is….
The plot thickens…
While coming back from the shower to my bedroom today I saw the said boy standing outside my bedroom looking at the sign and glancing around to see if anyone was watching. On spotting me he promply turned around and ran away, yes folks, actually ran away. I was in such fits of laughter it took me at least 30 seconds to stop giggling long enough to get back to my room.
So overall in hall, they are definetly boys not men, especially the immediate above which almost makes me want to not categorise this under ‘men’. The good are boys in the best possible way, the bad in the most stupid way, and the ugly in the most pathetic way possible.