Honesty has always been refreshing. Here’s a stab.
I wasn’t really over the moon or stars about our college. I mean, no sense being pig-headed, everyone knew about the college’s history. But then, the old maxim: nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.
I skip thought-frames therefore, infrequently, my paragraphs lack connect. Anyway, college was funny. It was everything I did not imagine. And the weirdest thing is, I imagine a lot. But yeah, college was amusing. Some of us loved what others hated and few spoke what most didn’t hear. That made it a great class.
A cluster of people from all over the place. People who had differences, in many different forms. But most of them shared a different thinking pattern and that made the batch supreme. Come to think of it, and again, I’m being honest, every generation of college citizens have an ingredient to share. The explanation is going to suck so I’m not even going to attempt. But everybody figures that out by the final month of the final year (before the finals).
We had a grand class. I never thought I’d say this but I think I’d remember each one for the long haul. Years have gone by and I’m glad few college folks have been a part of each passing year, since the years gone by.
PS: By the way, education is always outside the classroom. But, inside college.
