So...I survived my first week as a freshman at college. Wow! I thought I would be a lot more freaked out right now but actually it's not too bad. I think as long as I keep my priorities straight it will go fine. There is one matter I would like to tell you all about and it is this little thing called "chapel"...
Wednesday was my first day of chapel and I made sure I checked my e-mail the night before so that I knew my seat assignment. The next morning upon entering the auditorium I almost immediately found my seat. I didn't want to rush but I wanted to find it without much hassle so it was as obvious as a neon sign that I was a freshman. I was joined not long after by a girl on my left and a boy on my right. After some awkward conversation starters and some uncomfortable gaps of silence we came to the conclusion that we were all freshmen and I realized chapel could be looking up for me since my hopes hadn't been high to say the least.
Here's where it gets bad (or good, depending on your perspective). After we had gotten the obvious questions out of the way our row leader arrives. He pulls out the sheet of paper he has to take attendance on for our row and I happen to glance over and observe it. I was startled by what I saw. I saw the names of both my seat neighbors, but where I was supposed to be was somebody else's name! I didn't understand! I thought this was my spot! I told the girl to my left who in turn told our row leader and he comforted me saying most freshmen get lost on the first day and to not worry. So I waited out the whole chapel service but nobody came to claim my seat, however I was told that next time I would have to sit in my correctly assigned seat.
It turns out I was only three rows behind where I was supposed to be sitting, and at first it didn't seem that different at all. This time there was a girl to my left and a guy to my right. The girl was very kind and sweet, but the guy showed up just in time and I didn't get to catch his name or even say hi. Little did I know the horror that awaited me in the upcoming chapel services ahead. The intro and the singing went fine, but when the speaker got up to start his sermon that's when things took off. The guy to my right that I didn't get to meet was chewing his gum excessively loud. There was also a guy up one row and diagonal from me that basically you could say he slept while he was awake, at least he snored anyways! Lastly was the girl immediately behind me that sat clicking her pen over and over and over. I felt as if I was a spring and each click pushed me a little tighter until finally! I sprang, unable to control myself, I turned around and asked her to stop. Unfortunately that lasted all of two minutes.
Needless to say, I remember little of that service, but if it taught me one thing it was to be grateful for the seat you have because it could change in a heart beat and take notes that way you can say you remembered at least something from chapel!
Laughing on the inside,
GreenGirl
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