NP: For You to Notice - Dashboard Confessional
Well, here I am at CSU, a fully-registered, tuition-current freshman. I don't feel at all like a college student, but so I am and so I must be called.
My morning classes went okay. Sociology sounds like it's going to be fun, the prof seems level-headed and relaxed. Honors seminar might get a bit irritating, however. The classwork sounds extensive, and the prof isn't too exciting. However, there is a girl in said class who I find terribly attractive. Her name (if I caught it right) is Kimie. She has dark hair, hazel eyes (I think), and seems collected and quiet. She hails from a small town in southeast Colorado, so I assume she isn't too familiar with the local sights. Perhaps (as if I could work up the courage) I shall ask her to lunch Wednesday.
I'm completely intimidated by the sheer volume of people on campus. Never have I been surrounded by so many people in my age group save at the Foo Fighters concert, and I daresay the environment contrast is gargantuan. So many faces, so many lives, all interacting with each other, influencing each other. It makes my head spin. I wonder how many of these lives will become involved with my own. After a year of near-total isolation, the prospect of meeting new people and developing meaningful relationships with them is proving quite overwhelming. One thing is certain, however: I don't want to remain isolated anymore. If I only knew how.
Well, here I am at CSU, a fully-registered, tuition-current freshman. I don't feel at all like a college student, but so I am and so I must be called.
My morning classes went okay. Sociology sounds like it's going to be fun, the prof seems level-headed and relaxed. Honors seminar might get a bit irritating, however. The classwork sounds extensive, and the prof isn't too exciting. However, there is a girl in said class who I find terribly attractive. Her name (if I caught it right) is Kimie. She has dark hair, hazel eyes (I think), and seems collected and quiet. She hails from a small town in southeast Colorado, so I assume she isn't too familiar with the local sights. Perhaps (as if I could work up the courage) I shall ask her to lunch Wednesday.
I'm completely intimidated by the sheer volume of people on campus. Never have I been surrounded by so many people in my age group save at the Foo Fighters concert, and I daresay the environment contrast is gargantuan. So many faces, so many lives, all interacting with each other, influencing each other. It makes my head spin. I wonder how many of these lives will become involved with my own. After a year of near-total isolation, the prospect of meeting new people and developing meaningful relationships with them is proving quite overwhelming. One thing is certain, however: I don't want to remain isolated anymore. If I only knew how.
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