Last month, I had a breakdown. I came back from a brutal organic chemistry exam, convinced I had failed and ruined my pre-med track. I flopped onto her dorm bed and announced that my life was over.
We met during syllabus week. She sat next to me in a 300-person Intro to Psych lecture and actually introduced herself with her full name and her hometown. Nobody does that. You sit down, you stare at your laptop, and you pray the person next to you doesn’t try to share your armrest. But Emily offered me a piece of spearmint gum and asked if I’d ever thought about how weird hands are. College Stories. My Girlfriend Is Too Naive--- Free
She still leaves her laptop open in the library when she goes to the bathroom. She still Venmos strangers for “concert tickets” before they hand her the tickets. She still believes that the group project will be different this time. Last month, I had a breakdown