07/09/2010

It is college time for me. To be honest, it’s not much different from school except for the fact that the professors here don’t seem to give a crap. At least the teachers were a bit empathetic back in school days. Here it’s every man for himself. A brutal realization that the world isn’t as nice as you might think it to be while watching movies.

Frankly, it is a huge relief if you ask me. I’m glad I got to go to college far away from my home. I’m no longer Mr. Popular and nothing in this world would make me happier than being out of the limelight. No more false pretenses and no more answering stupid questions. I can be a recluse all by myself and live out my misery in peace it seems.

More or less, my favorite pastime is just sitting around observing people. To think how obnoxious and ignorant people can be sometimes. They say that there is justice in the world. I wonder who decided upon that statement because as far as I’ve observed there’s no justice in this world whatsoever. It’s just the will of the mighty.

I’ve made some really remarkable observations too. I wonder if anyone knows that a not so popular person if tries something just for fun and it pisses of the second party, he or she is going to be held accountable for a really long time. And if the same act was done by someone who is relatively more charming and can talk his or her way through, all is forgiven.

What makes me come to this conclusion? Well, all my high school experiences did help but the best one was the real life event I witnessed right in front of my eyes in college. And to think I was writing my trip to the nearby cafeteria as a total waste of time and energy. Shame on me I guess. Anyway, back to the story, Cindy Kimble and Drake Roderick were sitting at the table nearby and this is their story.

Drake is a fairly popular guy. He’s in the football team which makes him a hit with the ladies. Not to mention his hereditary good looks. And since he’s studying pre-med, he’s one of the hottest picks you can have. And well, what am I to say about Cindy? She’s pretty much the dream girl of every guy on campus.

So there they were sitting in the cafeteria when I watch Drake dumping a full load of Pepsi onto Cindy’s head when she dares him to. And to my surprise, they laugh about it after as Cindy tries to return the favor. What’s odd then some might ask? Well, just a month back, I remember a not so popular guy Cindy used to call as a friend do the same but with a very different outcome.

Nicholas Ray was nothing but a regular geek in a way. He was nerdy and a total technocrat. He and Cindy were tight as anything because they’d hit it off as soon as they met. Cindy didn’t have many friends when college started so Ray had helped her out and they were like the best of friends until that fated day when a prank changed everything between them.

I remember it was Cindy that started it. She threw some water on Nicholas’ pants and made fun of him in public saying he’d peed himself. Of course that would be pretty embarrassing for any guy. Nicholas as revenge poured some back on Cindy and boy did she threw one hell of a tantrum. She cursed him and stormed off never to talk to him again.

What happened to poor Nicholas? Well, he’s still on campus buried in his books. I guess he’s more or less given up on girls and allows his mind to be only occupied with studies. It’s not a bad thing. He’s like got 4 patents already. A lot of girls are crazy about him too. But I guess old scars take too long to fade away. He’s still not over the last trauma it seems because he wouldn’t be seen dead with a girl now.

So there you go, different reactions to different people by the same person. I did give an example of a girl but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t apply to guys. Even guys can be indifferent from time to time. Charles was one hell of an example. His sweet talk is the talk of the town here. I’ve heard he can sweet talk any girl into his arms.

Charles Richard, son of a very wealthy estate owner, is always surrounded by the ladies. It’s almost impossible to approach him when he’s burrowed deep within the swarm of ladies around him. But that didn’t Stop Rosette from trying. Who is Rosette? Just a regular girl with shoulder length hair and freckles on her face.

What happened between them? Well, Rosette it seems was smitten by the playboy but he couldn’t care less. As far as I’ve seen, Charles would usually put up a façade of being a true gentleman when around girls. He’d be caring, sweet, gentle, charming, chivalrous and whatever a girl so desires in order to please her.

Poor Rosette never got the same treatment however. Why? Because according to Charles, she wasn’t up to standards. So when Rosette did manage to muster up the courage to ask him out, and as it so happens I was weirdly nearby lying down under a tree, I managed to eavesdrop involuntarily and feel sorry for her.

“Umm… Charles, I-I-I really like you and I was wondering if you’d be okay with dating me?” I heard her blurt out.

I must say it did catch my attention. Her voice was so shaky that it was cute. I was but certain this Charles dude would at least give her a gentle response to her very genuine request. What I heard was surely surprising.

“Pfft… How can you be so delusional?” he chuckled.

Yup, it did surprise me but I’m no knight in shining armor so I stayed where I was. Out of their business.

“How can you even think that I, Charles Richard, would even come to ever date such a wrench like you? I wouldn’t even let you lick my boots! Get the hell out of here you sicko!”

Ah… Heartbreak. Nothing new to me. I’ve got a broken heart but mine is from being separated from my beloved. Not from being rejected downright diabolically. I wonder which would hurt more. Something makes me think that the latter one is more painful than my own. I at least had someone acknowledge my feelings and was able to spend at least some moments of bliss.

In any case, I just lay there as I watched Rosette run off into the setting sun. I never did see her on campus again. Maybe she might’ve changed schools or maybe we just didn’t have classes that coincided together. In any case, it was a relief not to see her. It would be really rubbing in insult to injury if I were to face her and end up pitying her. The world is better off this way.

Ah, I totally forgot. I’m a pre-med myself. Though now, I just stick to the books and alone time. To be honest, it’s a lot more fun than when I was in high school and in the popular circle. I can finally put my own façade to rest. Helps me breathe and makes me feel human again. I’d never want to feel even remotely similar to Charles after all.