Tuesday, April 1, 2003

If I were to die right now, it would be a pleasant death. Almost. It is a good feeling to return home from college and not be worried about a homework being due the following week. It’s even better when you return home knowing you got a great score on the midterm: 49 out of 50 points… 98%. Beautiful. 🙂

Oh, but don’t go thinking I’m smart. Even getting to class tonight was a challenge for me. I got to the building, went in through the same entrance as always, walked through the same halls, but when I looked for the staircase all I saw was a wall. Where did the doors leading to the staircase go? There was a note on the wall, “Under construction.”

Just then I saw two girls who looked familiar. One of them I remembered from class. I thought, “Alright, I bet they know where to go.” I followed them to the second floor, but when we got there, each girl went a different way. Great. I did what only a fool would do: I went my own way.

The first room I saw was 233 and kept walking the same way because the numbers were decreasing. I thought I’d reach 218 in due time. I didn’t. The numbers stopped at 220-something. I took another hall and in this one the numbers were rising. I saw 211, 212, and I was getting hopeful, but then I reached the end of the hall… room 216. Ah, but I took another hall. This one took me to room 218, but it wasn’t the 218 I was thinking of. I wondered if I was in the wrong building, or if the numbers had ben changed.

I was lost, and I didn’t know what to do. It’s not like I could call a friend and ask him/her to go online to mapquest.com and tell me which way to go. (As if I have that many friends.:) I was on my own. But then my thoughts were put on hold when I saw a familiar face. It was the face of a classmate. I could have hugged her right there and then, even though I didn’t even know her name. Seeing her was a relief. I looked at the doors surrounding her… there it was… room 218… 218 Lecture, to be exact.

So, is it normal to be senile at 24?

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