Study room types

All self-respecting study rooms are populated by a series of mythological creatures, mainly composed of pre-exam anxiety, caffeine and Hamletic doubts like “But who made me do it?”. Despite the elements in common, the university students who attend study rooms are not all the same, but they can be divided into various categories. Here are the inevitable ones.

The freshman
The freshman can be recognized in the blink of an eye, because she arrives in the study room early, carefully chooses the best location and spends hours meticulously underlining her books. Strictly with her set of eight thousand color highlighters and always with a nice smile on her face. Faced with such unmotivated good humor, the “veterans” of that infernal circle that is the exam session are limited to a powerful eye roll, certain that it is only a matter of time before the freshman loses his enthusiasm for the university and a little bit of life too.

The messenger
For the hustler, the “study” room (and the quotes are not placed there by chance) dangerously resembles a bar. He goes there to mess around, to meet new people, to drink coffee from the machines, to scrounge the air conditioning … In short, anything but studying. In fact, he would actually go to the bar first, but at least that way he manages to
keep feelings of guilt at bay. Sure, he didn’t even open the book, but at least he tried, didn’t he?

The resident
This type of university student spends so much time in the study room that they can be considered an honorary citizen. He knows all the people who work there, and greets them by name every morning when he arrives and every night when he leaves. He also knows everything about the other local visitors, which faculty they are enrolled in, what subject they are preparing, if they drink the macchiato and with how much sugar. He always sits in the same seat, which no one else dares to occupy. Has anyone ever seen him study? It would seem not.

The desperate
Table cluttered with books, notes and handouts, dark circles that reach up to the chin and a look full of anguish: this is the identikit of the university student who easily panics, of which there is always at least one copy in every study room. If in doubt, just walk over and ask him how he is doing with the studio or if he would like to smoke a cigarette. He will reply that he is behind – but what am I saying: backwards! – with the exam program and who has no time to waste. The only moment of relaxation that you allow? The pee break.

The pain in the ass
He could stay at home and prepare for the next exam in the quiet of his room, but he decides to go to the study room and get pissed off about every-single-noise. Now, I’m not saying it’s okay to mess up a studio, but having a minimum of tolerance is the foundation of civilized living. Ask the neighbors to stop chatting? Ok, there it is. Getting nervous about the girl who shakes TikTok without headphones? Absolutely lawful. But to look bad at the one who has blown his nose a little too loudly or who, getting up, has made the chair rub on the floor… Well, that seems a bit too much to me.