Yeah, yeah, yeah, call me arrogant

I'm back at uni for my very last semester. And I'm feeling more out of place than ever. Three days a week I go to uni straight after work in my suit and then find myself in tutorial groups full of kids with braces and too much gel in their hair. Yeah, I kid you not, they actually wear gel again, I didn't realise that either. Many of them are ten years younger than me. Not that I have anything against kids, in fact, I want to have some of my own at some stage, but doing group work with children who have Christina Aguilera stickers on their text books kind of kills the academic mood. I feel strangely snobbish, but I just don't know what to talk to them about and frankly, I would rather hang out with their parents. I keep on thinking that maybe I have accidentally been put into a high school class. It's like a weird dream where everyone else is 12 and I'm 28 and I'm looking around trying to get people's attention so they can say "Oh, you don't belong here, you should go to the group with the adults." But nobody seems to notice.

I complained to a friend of mine and he said, "don't be rude, they're not really that young, you're just very old." Oh, ok. That makes it much better.