Man, being in college is really hard sometimes. Not the classes, not the people; the mindset. A lot of times, you're asked to be completely devoid of all deep human emotion to roll with the punches of whatever is handed to you because everyone is in a tempest of changing their minds as often as they change their hair color....( or major....or taste in music, what have you. ) Oh btw, thursday night/early friday morning is now weekly 8th floor kerr get their drink on night. What i write is heavily influenced by this occurance. Bur back to what I was saying, by the time youre 20....you learn to guard your heart like the last twinkie in the box. You see the warning signs, you take action before anything bad even really happens to ensure your general state of indifference/content.....whatever emotional state youre accustimed to.
...but then all the sudden in a random marimba solo in a quiet dim concert hall you realize you're crying. and you hate yourself for it.