Monday, February 4

9-12-9 Haiku

You've kept my heart beating until now,
But your life support is merely artificial.
If I unplug, will my pulse still thrive?

Friday, February 1

I'm ready to return my testicles now.

I know it's really stupid to whine about not being included in things when you're sitting out on the sidelines, but sometimes you just can't help but feel like people wouldn't notice at all whether you were there or not.

This is particularly true when you quietly slip out to the sidelines on your already-outnumbered Ultimate Frisbee team and they go on without even acknowledging that you've left. And I know that this could be for any number of reasons. Maybe it's because only a handful of the people on my team know my name. Maybe that's because I haven't really made an impression on them yet. And maybe that's because I walked out to the sidelines in quiet self-pity.

But that's really the catch-22 of meeting new people: you have to have a hook if you want them to notice you, and the best way to have a hook is to either be talented at something that they're interested in, or to know the people around you.

I like to think that I can make friends easily. To the best of my knowledge, I'm personable, I maintain good hygiene, and I'm not a complete idiot... But it's been three weeks already and I eat most of my meals alone. Even my high school friends seem to have already found others to hang out with. Not that I can blame them, they've been here for a semester already.

I really wonder what it is that I have to do differently. Should I not expect these things within the first month? Is there some kind of secret handshake I haven't learned yet? Should there BE a secret handshake? Or am I just not as personable as I thought I was?

There's a rock climbing wall in the ridiculously large gym on campus. I was thinking of paying the $20 for the certification course that would let me climb whenever I wanted. I think it would be good exercise for me.

And then God might let me keep my testicles...