another kind of me

saturday, february 14, 1998, 02:02 An interesting day. Spent in class and the theatre, I think I might have actually made a difference in someone's life today. Neat. Was working in the theatre, and a prefrosh (hello anthony) comes in, doing the theatre tour thing. So of course I ask him if he's seen the student theatre, and of course he hasn't yet (because they don't do that kind of thing on the official tours because hell, the buildings falling down and it's on the other side of campus anyway). So I bring him there. And give him the tour. And come back to main campus. And show him my dorm. And all the while, i had this feeling, this great, bubbly feeling, like I could actually sneak inside his head with what I was saying, and that I was actually making good use of the time that I've been here, because I really have been enjoying myself, and I really do like it here, and I really would love it if everyone came here (well, except for stupid people, because we've already got enough of those). And it was just really a good feeling. On the other hand, it was a really scary feeling, because I kept on saying things like "when you're in college" or "here in college" or "when I was in high school" and I'm all the while remembering that this kid is four grades behind me and that i'm now in my life meeting people who I will never get to see in college (if they do end up here) because i'm going to be gone when they get here. And that just makes me feel old. But enough of this. I have a meeting to go to at 7:30 tomorrow. That means, if i'm lucky, that i'm getting up in 4 hours. Okay, well, that's not really lucky, but it is what's going to happen. Going to happen. Yes. Hellyeah. up one | mail | sun | wed | thu | fri