Wednesday, September 9, 2009

College, a Pipe, and People.

College: diverse, unique. Any given college is full of diverse people who come from multifarious backgrounds and walks of life. My college happens to be OCC. We are the Pirates. We are unique and multifaceted. We are college students.

Yesterday, I searching for my music class when I came across the most amazing, interesting looking young fellow. I fancied him an old soul, sort of like myself. His attire was as follows: an old red and white plaid button up shirt, distressed jeans held up with black suspenders, chocolate brown loafers that looked quite worn but quite comfy, and my favorite part... his grandpa-style smoking pipe. His hair had a side part and was slicked slightly back. This young man looked as though he just barely finished high school, but he seemed to have the confidence of an accomplished, elderly man. I thoroughly enjoyed watching him as he smoked his pipe and sauntered across the campus, probably heading to his next class.

Today, as I meandered to my class I overheard a young girl (about 18/19 years old... not a great deal younger than me, but like I previously stated, I consider myself an old soul) asking the other young girl walking alongside her, "What stereo type would you describe me as?". I had to smile at her question; it seemed a bit silly and nonsensical, to me. Her walking buddy couldn't quite come up with a straight answer, and after about 2 seconds the 1st girl exclaimed, "See! You can't answer! Everyone seems to be unable to place me in a stereo-type! I'm different, but..." Finally I was out of ear-shot, and could no longer listen to the amusing, ridiculous conversation of these two high-school graduates.

College, I believe, is the melting pot of styles, personalities, beliefs, and goals. There are those who attend college merely to appease their parents. Some have a passion and drive to achieve the dreams many deemed impossible for them to achieve. A few may want to go to college, not so much for the learning but for the socializing. And some go because they never had a chance - when they were young, spry, and could take on the world - to finish [college] for personal reasons. Each person holds an interesting story; each story is a piece of fabric that weaves together a beautiful, unique enviroment.

I have come to be rather fond of the college experience, not to confused with the usual just-freshly-graduated-high-schoolers-turned-college-students-so-excited-to-be-free-and-independent (even though they usually are still living at home and having mommy and daddy pay for tuition and other expenses), but the fondness of an avid people watcher. I've always been quite enraptured with watching people and studying their personalities, which is a trait I gladly gleaned from my Grandpa and my mom. So, for me, the avid people-watcher/observer, to be able to walk around a giant melting pot of diverse people is like setting the biggest, yummiest looking chocolate cupcake in front of a chocoholic (or even cupcakeoholic)... I become like a child in bookstore (I use the analogy of a bookstore because I'm also an avid reader, and I've never liked candy... thus child in bookstore, not child in candy store). I am happy.

I realize that this blog seems a bit choppy and abstract. It is a bit like how my thought process goes; many thoughts stream through my mind, abstractly connected; lucid to me, but obscure and mysterious to others. But I hope you find the ability to see people the way I do, unique and fascinating; holding a story that is a pure treasure. Pick a day, and just sit on a bench somewhere (like a mall or popular park) and just watch/observe the people that pass by. Study them, and if some random person - whomever it might be (homeless, rich, wierd) - sits next to you, DO NOT miss that opportunity to delve into their story, to understand their life. I promise it will make your day, and maybe even your week.


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