boys have hairstyles. and homestyles.
i saw a legendary guy wearing a ben ten t-shirt. i would have complimented him too, he was that awesome.
sometimes you can spot a first year because they wear their student cards around their necks and seem like they've really tried to look campus-cool when they got dressed this morning.
by the time you're in second or third year the novelty of dressing for varsity becomes stale.
sometimes they carry their mocha lattes in one poised hand and text furiously with the other while carrying an air of harrassed snootiness.
they conceal their eyes with aviators.
they sprawl and sun-tan in groups on the jammie steps.
when i sat with two engineering students today they made some sexist jokes and assumed it went right over my head, because after all, I am but an intellectually humble Humanities student.
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