You know those people who were popular in high school?
I wasn’t one of them. I’m aware I wasn’t one of them; just as aware as I was at the time, and it didn’t particularly bother me.
That’s a blatant lie. It bothered me a lot.
You know those really popular kids who pretty much failed at social interaction in college because they were just used to being accepted as cool and, all of a sudden, their cliques weren’t there?
I wasn’t one of them either. I came to college knowing exactly who I wanted to be, how I would portray myself, and nothing was going to make me stay the same geek that, deep down, I truly was.
That lasted for about a week. See, the problem with having an inner geek is that it’s pretty much impossible to ignore. At some point, the nerdom will rear its ugly head, and you’re back to being the same girl who snickers awkwardly, loudly, all the time.
Luckily for me, my social ineptitude and inability to notice subtle ques at when to stop talking actually helped me meet some of the best friends I will ever have. And now I’m hoping I haven’t become one of those kids who has trouble letting college go.
I saw the signs. I knew this part was coming. This year, there was a lot of wallowing in the ‘lasts.’ But what I’m not used to is life without orientation. Almost 22 years of first days, meet-and-greets, and training means I’m waiting for my introductory course into adulthood.
Fortunately for my post-grad self, I’m terrible at waiting for anything. It’s time to make things happen.
*Insert awkward stance and geeky laugh here.*
