First Week of College

College started last week.  I survived it sans sleep.  Although I’ve only experienced four days, I’ve already concluded that the actual academics isn’t quite as hard as sprinting back and forth across campus to poorly placed classrooms in the heat.  If nudity was widely accepted, I would have already burned all my clothes after Monday.  Actually, then I would have to worry about sunblock and skin cancer.  Scratch that.  Anyway, my entire first week of college can be summed up in one anecdote:

In Sociology discussion, the T.A. decided to play a little game so that we could all “get to know one another!”  The game is simple: you state a fact about yourself, then you make up a lie about yourself.  The class votes on which they think is true, after which you confirm or deny.  As I sat in the farthest corner closest to the window and away from my peers, I was chosen to go first.  Without sufficient time to think of something clever, I let my class choose between either, “I’m a nice person,” or “I am extremely sarcastic and have a tendency to unconsciously stare at people.”

No one in class guessed that I was a nice person.