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I walked in this morning to my 10AM class and was overwhelmed with a feeling of being treated as an outcast. To think that after two semesters of going to this school, I'd be somewhat used to the idea that the majority of the students here are guys and I am but one of the few girls who roam these halls. Lucky me, right? I should be rejoicing for I had overheard a classmate of mine say one time that the ratio of guys to girls in this place is 7 to 1. Wow, I must've died and gone to heaven! Still, I don't look at any of these guys as potential relationships because ever since I've been here they've been more or less my buddies; well, except for that one bald guy who sits on the other side of the room, the one that I've been eyeing since last semester, who is really cute, and who by the way I still haven't worked up the courage to say 'hello' to up to this moment. Maybe it's because I've heard talks that he's married. Hhmm...I still have to check out rumor. Oh, what a waste! Too bad for me. Well, not really because I already have someone. So I guess I should be saying, "Shame on me!" for even entertaining such a thought. |
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The class is in break right now and I chose to stay inside and not hang with the "guys" outside. They travel in packs. They'll all be back to sit on their seats -- one behind the other, while I sit one chair away and pretend to put aside the obvious difference. But that's okay because I know it's not intentional -- typical guy thing to do. Ooopppss.... they're back to their seats having an interesting conversation about cars and RPM -- two things that I know so little about. But, I'm sure that if I hang with them long enough, I'll be able to pick up a few things here and there. For now, I sit and watch from a distance. Well, at least until I get initiated into the "other side". |
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