Dropped off by father
Together with luggage
You know no one,
To feel a little bit lonely
A little bit intimidated.
The usual social groups
You immediately identify,
The frivolous boys and girls laugh
And joke as if they own the world.
The long and short alike,
Clothes of different colours,
Badly dyed hairdo,
Too many ear piercings
For both sexes
And guys with so much guts
Rove around the campus.
The baggy trousers and shirts
Of the gangster crowd
Belie their sullen, semi-criminal look,
The girls attracted to them
Dress in spandex-outlined
Flesh-flashing contrast.
Dark-rimmed glasses
Of the studious types
Slide down their noses
As they carry their books along.
Whoa! What a strange place
A strange parade of people.
Everyone tries so hard to fit in
With some group.
You're faced with a challenge
To pick a few good friends
From this modern menagerie
Called university life.
EYU KAH WAI
18067
CHEMICAL ENGINEERING
FOUNDATION SEMESTER 2
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