I’m the type of person who is very easily annoyed. I can’t help but wonder if this character flaw has something to do with being the oldest child in my family, and only girl. My childhood was full of annoying boy stuff.
Attending college and being a decade older than the average student guarantees that I’m annoyed 90% of my time on campus. This makes it difficult to relate to other students. And by relate I mean TOLERATE.
Some of the things that drive me crazy are pointless conversations. Don’t these kids have anything important to discuss? Like the newest episode of “Rock of Love Bus?”
Nooo… they’d much rather talk about which guy in the dorm has herpes. Worse than the STD discussions are the questions they ask one another. “Do you understand why the bank charges me every time my rent check bounces?” Or, “OH MY GOD DID YOU KNOW THAT GASOLINE COSTS MONEY?”
Yeah, it’s unfortunate.
Yesterday, I got stuck by two girls who did not shut up the entire lecture. It’s pretty difficult for me to concentrate anyway, so this doesn’t help. I’d like point out that I didn’t tell them to shut up, or punch them in the face. I’m really hoping I’m awarded a scholarship for not murdering them.
I guess the silver lining is that it wouldn’t be a true college experience if I wasn’t miserable part of the time. Right?