I'm Korean?
So i survived my first week of college. It was daunting, to say the least.
On my first day, my mom decided that it was best for my grandpa to take me to school ( i dont know why). So, without my car, i couldn't leave all my extra crap in there, and instead had to lug it around the whole day. Then, I get to school, and the streets surrounding it had such bad traffic, that i saw people getting out of their cars to walk. So i said, ok grandpa, i'll just walk from here. It shouldn't be so bad, right? Oh, silly me. Those weren't college students jumping out of their cars. Of course not. It turns out, there's a high school right next to the university, and stupid me--i had to walk further than necessary and oh my poor stubby legs-- legs that have gotten no exercise whatsoever this entire summer-- had to suffer. I was late to my first class, which irritated me to no end, cuz i had to sit all the way in the back, and i couldn't see anything cuz i'm so damned short. My next class was much better-- English. My professor sounds like one of the characters from the Simpsons, and he looks like one too, only he isn't yellow. The rest of my classes were pretty boring except math-- well math is still pretty boring, but because my professor is british, his cool accent makes it much more interesting.
My second day was much more promising, that is until lunch.
You see, during lunch, i go find myself a tree, sit underneath it and eat there, maybe do some light reading (yes, yes i know. it's such a nerd thing to do, but hey i like the quiet.). So, lunch comes around the corner and i'm looking for my tree (it's the most beautiful thing, it has enough shade to keep me cool and just the right amount of sunlight to keep me warm), when the first thing i notice is this really hot guy reading a book, and i think to myself "wow." The second thing i notice is that he's sitting under my tree. MY tree! How dare he? But, because he's so hot, i wouldn't attack him or anything so i just looked around, and jackpot, i found a suitable tree. So, i rush to it before any other person gets it, when i pass by two asian boys, and i hear "oh look there's one." One? Oh no. No. NO. It's my tree. Mine. So, i quicken my pace towards said tree, when one of the two asian boys comes up to me, and starts going off on a schpiel about something or other, and because i'm so focused on my tree, i only got a few words like "meetings" and "closer to God" and "Bible studies" then something like "us Koreans." Koreans? I'm not Korean. At this i look up, and take the flyer this dude just gave me, and head off towards the tree when, because bible boy there kept trying to recruit me, someone else found refuge underneath it. So after finding another spot, underneath a much smaller tree, which barely provided any shade, i actually look down and read the flyer. It's for the Korean Campus Crusade for Christ. KCCC for short.
Oh wow. I wrote too much there. Too much of my rantings and ravings and whiny little anecdotes. Ok. So summary: College is something. It really is. (I hope i can make it through the entire thing.)