From the Floor to the Ceiling
So today this cute comes into my computer lab and I can tell from the moment she looks at the board to see who is on duty that she is going to be lost. So I do my best to never look like I am actually in the room to do anything like my own homework when I see someone acting like this. I try and give off as much of the impression that I am only here because I have to be here as possible. Still many don’t seem to notice. I guess I could just be bad at it. I doubt that. This is when it dawns on me that the cute s are all in the math department now. Go figure why did I have to join the sweaty boys club of the computer science department when I could be swimming with the hunnies in math. Not to mention since my completion of Calc 3 and a number of discrete mathamatical structures I am completely done with math and never have to look at a math book again just apply it. But back to the subject at hand. I can remember when the world was such a big place that the idea of sticking my hand right up in the air and chanting help would have stood my hair on end maybe even caused a bead of sweat to come from my forehead (or the fivehead it is now) but no denying it I love to view the frustration and fear that so many of these student. I remember being there and they will remember it too once they have overcome it and are now able to stand up in the middle of a crowd and scream help!
So what does that make me now I guess a well balanced 20 something going to school in his spare time to recapture some forgotten youth and enjoy some of the frivolities that I didn’t enjoy when given the chance the first time around. Maybe that just makes me a bit more wise to see the past and still enjoy it. The past is always better revisited it. You don’t seem to like your life the first time around but in contrast the the differences in your life now its wild and wonderful.
To the best of my knowledge this is the kind of events in a persons life that get overshadowed by the current issues at hand. Homework, Test, Test, the lesson is packed away behind worry and work. Someday though it will with the help of other experiences push through and the hopelessly out of place will find the world more open…..or Spontaniously Combust….Bring water! ;P
