I just concluded my introductory day at the University of Lund, where I enrolled at the Math course for spring term. My first reflection: "hey, this is pretty cool; I can get used to this." My second: "campus is fucking huge!"
The city itself comprises around 100,000 people. Normally, Unis are part of a town. Here, it's the other way around. It's like walking through a gigantic, well-oiled industry, only this one cranks out diplomas and doctors instead of cars and goods. So the city isn't large, but the facility definitely is.
Everything about the city is geared toward the students. Everything caters to them. There's literally nothing else notable about Lund but the Uni and the fact that homicidal bicyclists make life difficult for thine fellow men*. Bars, recreational activity, night clubs, hell there's probably an organised Scifi community, I just never bothered to look. The prospective student is smothered with invitations and suggestions on what to do in their spare time. It's a bit overwhelming, really.
So far, everything seems cool. My jitters are receding. Still, this is a pretty big step toward that dismal future where I eventually must work for my living. I will fight that fate, tooth and nail, being the slacker that I am.
And I'll probably lose. But there's a bright side to that sad fact. At least this way I'll have some more ammunition in the debate.
* ...and women. Sorry, Loretta.
You studied in THE Princeton University!? *Prostrates in awe*
