Well, internet. It's been a long time since we last talked. A lot has happened. A lot of it isn't going to hit the face of the web. But rest assured, I am alive. I'm a bit college kid now, off doing big college things. It still hasn't quite sunk in yet. The reason I've neglected this blog wasn't because my life was boring, but because it wasn't. Like I said, a lot of stuff has happened, and a lot of it has been cool stuff. The tricky thing is narrowing down all this stuff into a form I can wrap myself around. It's a daunting task. But I'll try.
The first thing that college is good at teaching you is that you're small. When you're in a class with over 700 students, it's phenomenally easy to tell. All through high school, I sat in classes surrounded by kids I had known for years, and teachers who could name everyone in there. Now, I was lost in a sea of faces. The funny thing was I discovered that it wasn't altogether bad. In fact, it's rather refreshing in a way. As a speck, you are free to focus on the material being presented, rather than worrying about how you appear to your fellow students. Not only is this nice for a relief of responsibility, but it also rules out one of the more annoying types of kids in the class. The Belligerent.
We all know this kid. He's the one who is so talented, it would be a waste for the world to pass on unaware. So The Belligerent bravely raises his hand every time, showing that he, unlike the mere mortals surrounding him, has obtained a complete knowledge of the field of study. The Belligerent is unafraid, and eagerly puts it on display. At the beginning of each class period, he blabbers on loudly, making the room aware of just the sort of person he is. The Belligerent also uses his lack of fear to great effect when he challenges the teacher, displaying his great skills at logic in a no-doubt flawless argument.
The nice thing about the seas of kids is that The Belligerent gets swallowed up. He loudly shows off, but only his immediate peers hear him. His charming effect leaves no mark on the teacher. His grade, like that of everyone else in the class, is based on what shows up on the paper. His power means nothing, and he finds, like those around him, that his quest for status was unfruitful.
So yeah. This post turned out to be a rant about a kind of kid I don't like. Hope that's okay.
I thought it was cool to sit in a class of 700-1000 students. Most of my g.e. classes were like that. Once I got into my major, the classes were much smaller.
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