You See, It’s Not Funny, Because…

I’d like to openly accuse Divine Comedy for giving me false expectations all these years. I almost believe that I have been lied to. I’ve watched DC sketches and heard weird stories about “freshman fools”… “Oh, freshmen, what babies”… But being a freshman means nearly nothing.

I thought for sure something drastic and stereotypically freshmanish would happen to me within weeks of arriving in Provo, but, almost to my disgust, my life is normal. I haven’t any RM love-interests, and nothing in sight that could result in marriage within the next few months.

Sure, as expected, I couldn’t find my way around campus the first few weeks, and I almost joined BYUSA (before DC showed me the light), but other than that, my young age and inexperience has always been irrelevant. I thought that my freshmanliness would mean something. With some reluctance, I’ll just accept it and move on and get old like everyone else around here.