Crossroads

That being said, the community of on-campus college students has changed, the atmosphere is still ever changing with constantly different groups being formed. People that never seem to have associated with one another in high school are suddenly best friends in a collegiate setting. The race to make friends began on the first day of move in and it is still just as competitive. As we observe groups walking past, some settling near us, some off in a hurry, it is clear that most of the humans being observed are uncomfortable as they seem to look lost at all times. Many people seem to walk through as if looking for their lost puppy, only to be disappointed and leave quickly with roses under their eyes.

At the same time, athletes come through with an entourage of at least four other people, blanketed in school spirit shouting hype as if to start a pep rally. Of course, they seem to know everyone and cannot walk through unrecognized, I've never seen them before and I've likely been here longer. Golfers walk in, walking feet from each other but in a line, clogging the traffic in the hall, one of them was complaining about the pain in their feet, but happened to be wearing slippers and looked fresh off of the course.

The groups  that have stayed here don't seem to have very much in common besides friendships or classes or majors it seems like. Each small group is mixed as ethnically as possible. It is interesting to see that there are so many people hanging out and talking that never seem to look like they would be friends outside of college. If they didn't happen to be in the same sorority or Anthropology class, then they do not look like they would have made friends with each other. This perfectly describes my roommates and myself, all best friends and all so very different.