Freshmen
Today was the first day of classes here at FSU and there is one thing I am certain of, a new bread of life form can be found roaming around campus that seem a little lost, a little timid, and are wearing clothes that were shrunk due to a tragic mishap in the attempt of doing their first load of laundry every. Who are these slightly annoying yet amazingly comical people–freshmen of course.
That’s right. It’s another year here at FSU and that means another round of freshmen. Now I know that I was a freshman last year and I probably was just as lost and just as timid and, well hell, I’m still wearing clothes that have been shrunk due to a tragic laundry mishap. However in the course of the past year I have grown into the wonderfully mature and wise–not to mention handsome–sophomore that I am now and, in time, this flock of freshmen will as well. However, it is still fun–and my god given right–to point and laugh.
Case in point (Why did I use that phrase? It makes me sound smarter I guess.), today I was sitting through the first meeting of MET1010, Introduction to Meteorology–which by the way is taught by a Chip Maxham who seems as if he should be attending the class rather than teaching it. In all actuality the class will probably be a lot of fun. Today our assignment was to meet the person next to us and fill out an interview form containing questions such as “If you could be an animal, what would it be and why?” or “Will professional baseball really go on strike?” or “Was the final play in the FSU/IU game really a touchdown?” and just so that it had some form of relevance with the class “Which is cooler, tornados or hurricanes?”
But anyway, back to my original point. I was sitting in this class and a very obvious–and very attractive–freshman girl was talking to her friend sitting next to me about how NEW everything is. “I don’t even think I’ve seen a washer before coming here” was one of her comments. I just sat back and chuckled and she caught me a few times but being the polite girl she is, she just smiled and laughed with me.
Another example of the lost freshmen comes in the form of football ticket exchange. There are two places on campus that you can pick up your football coupons–which are then, a week before each home game, exchanged for actual tickets–one is in the student union and the other is on the back side of the stadium. Now, there is only ONE place on campus that you can exchange coupons for tickets and that is at the stadium. So, a rational and very wise–not to mention older–person would say “Well, gee Bob, let’s wait in one line and accomplish both tasks rather than waiting in two god awful lines.” However, as I walked through the union today there was a line, probably about two hours long, waiting to pick up coupons.
But hey, you live and you learn right? Now don’t get me wrong, this is not meant to bash freshmen in anyway because I have made every mistake–if not more–than they are currently making right now. What would FSU be without its freshmen? One thing is for sure; I would not be able to give directions to quite attractive lost girls wearing clothes that have been tragically shrunk. Well, maybe it wasn’t a tragedy after all.
Justin Cox is a twenty-something