Thursday, October 14, 2010

Someone said you should write your life down....

It was in total passing and actually caught me by surprise, as words of wisdom often do.  I was talking with a Freshmen at Pippin, probably a week ago (can never much tell time anymore : P). I had never met him before, but in an effort to be friendly and welcome him to this new found wonderland of UCI, I struck up a conversation with him. Asking how his classes are, how he likes the dorms, you know the normal stuff. Of course, he asks me how I like my dorm and I'm forced into telling him that I'm a 4th year. This of course produces shock, not only from him, but from the three people sitting around us that were ease-dropping on our convo.

I think what I love about Freshmen the most is their sense of awe in the moment of discovery, everything is new, holding almost a mystical quality.  Meeting a 4th year for the first time, was like a Unicorn had jumped into the room and started break dancing sending out rainbows of awesome.   So they pounced, like Lions out for knowledge, they started asking me all sorts of questions about UCI and my time here as student.  I couldn't have been any happier to answer all their questions (I'm a sucker for answering questions with common knowledge, but passing it off as utter wisdom), and when they had no more questions about how the school worked, how their major would turn out, or how and why an Anteater was our mascot, they asked me to share how my experience of college went.  Well that's probably a topic of another blog post, and by probably I mean definitely a topic of another blog post. 

And so I concluded my story, a journey through a young fools eyes. The Freshmen, by now their were a few more added to the number, didn't know quite what to make of the story as it was probably just ramblings. But out of the back, someone sitting at the end of the table, mutters under their breath, "you should write that down".  So that got me thinking, if these Freshmen, who hadn't known me from atom, or even just that one Freshmen who spoke that little string of words, got something out of my story, maybe just maybe, it would be worth it to write my life down.  I don't think to highly of myself, I generally dislike me, I dislike my thoughts often times even more. I think I hide that pretty well, but my credo if you wanna call it that is, "That I live to serve", so maybe this is another way to love people, painting a picture of a young fool, ramblings of a young fool.