I was on the computer, feeling all nostalgic about my days at the University of Houston Central. I hopped on Google Maps and searched for the campus and was hovering over it at about 1500 m altitude in no time.
As I wandered the campus remembering paths and people, squirrel and cougars in small cages, I slowly remembered how much I hated collage.
I am not smart. I am not focused. I was no good at being a collage student. I do not party. I do not communicate well. I was and am bad at being that fun guy who can communicate how much fun he is having.
I'm a curmudgeon who no one wants to hang out with for long.
I never got laid the whole time I was there. It is all my fault. I was/am just no good at the whole getting laid thing. I can't even figure out when my wife is in the mood. Ask her.
There may have been a moment when I thought that it having been 20 years since I was there I might want to go back and bathe in the moment and memories that come flooding back. Then I looked at the maps and more detailed memories started popping in my head.
Gay men hitting on me and I didn't get it until someone asked me later why I didn't punch them in the nose.
Female gay cops hitting on my wanna-be girlfriend in front of me and I didn't even catch on until she told me years later.
Women hitting on me and I didn't get it until someone told me later and asked me why I didn't respond.
Flunking classes because I didn't understand back then that you had to stroke the professor, not make a good argument.
Failing math and physics classes because I cannot tell ababa from abada at first glance.
Only getting half of what I read because I didn't have a computer at the time that would read to me audibly.
No internet for research.
I missed a lot in collage. It was only a little bit better at HCC. I only remember the relationships I had there and not so much what I studied. That campus is not even there any more. Where was my head?
What a waisted trip it would have been to head to the UH campus. Thank goodness for Google Maps.
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