- inspired by the song "Life's a Dance" by John Michael Montgomery
Arriving at college it was a new
world. In high school, Adam had enjoyed
parties with his friends, but this was a completely different experience. The freedom that leaving home offered was
somewhat intimidating. Yet, he
approached it with a very positive perspective.
He was more than seven hundred
miles from home and he was placed in the position of living with young college
students who he had never met.
The first night at the dorms,
after his parents had dropped him off, Adam sat in his apartment silently for a
moment as he cast his eyes on people who he had just met. He had always been quick to make friends; however,
this was far different. He was now
placed in the precarious position of living with people he had never known.
A week came and passed. His acclimation into the new environment
evolved very well. Classes were not to
begin for a few more days and during the past week he, his roommates, and his
neighbors had shared in the trivial festivities that define college life.
The first night at the dorms he and his roommates went to the dining commons together to enjoy a hamburger and fries. There was also a soda fountain there and the food was excellent. They sat together and engaged in frivolous conversation that served as a brief introduction.
A month into college life he was quick to acclimate himself to college life. Adam took to
his class schedule and studying diligently.
The weekend parties were enjoyed by all.
Although he had not found a girlfriend, he had met many girls that he
was beginning to know very well.
The music would play as a
soundtrack that highlighted the freedom that college life allowed. Beer flowed freely. Some of his friends, who he had only met a
month ago, enjoyed the festivities in to extreme level; partaking in drinking
in an attempt to experience the highest level of inebriation that they could reach. Although he had only known them a month, he
already considered many of them to be good friends. He enjoyed his friendships, yet chose to take it slow and not drink to the point of losing his senses.
From the perspective of an eighteen-year
old kid barely out of high school, this experience could have been frightening. However, his outlook on life enabled him to look upon the situation with perspective. The
girls were plentiful and the beer flowed freely. Every morning he would wake up early and
prepare himself for a new day. Each
morning he enjoyed coffee. Sometimes he
would eat breakfast with one or more of his roommates, sometimes alone, and
sometimes with one of the girls at the school he had recently met. The two of them were slowly becoming close.
Even the academics at the prestigious college, which could have been very daunting,
were approached confidently allowing him to succeed at this very high level of schooling. In high school the populace of the school was
somewhere around sixteen hundred. Here
in college the student body numbered closer to fifteen thousand. In addition, the schedule of classes was
different every day; usually three times a week for each class instead of the
standard five as it was in high school.
The structure was also more gauged to quality instruction than a heavy
workload which would burden the student’s time.
Three months into college life
and he read his posted grades on the University website. He had taken 4 classes. He had received a top grade of an A minus in
his history class. In addition, he had
received a B plus, a B minus, and a B.
He was pleased in his academic adjustment into college life.
To celebrate the end of finals,
the dorms threw a cluster of parties in unison.
He and his roommates cleared their apartment of furniture, got a keg of Samuel Adams Beer, and invited a few
dozen of their closest friends to join in on the celebrations. The music that they played was a collection
of classic rock including Led Zeppelin
and The Rolling Stones.
The party was enjoyed by
all. Instead of drinking heavily, Adam
took the opportunity for mild celebration and to socialize with a large number
of friends that he had made in his three months at the dorms.
It was not a dance party,
although everybody enjoyed the music.
Mostly it could be described by undefinable drunkenness and
revelry. He and Alison took the
opportunity to share in conversation.
Much of Adam’s time at the party was spent on the balcony slowly consuming
his beer. Alison had approached him
earlier in the night and they had stuck close to one another throughout most of
the party.
The hours passed and the mild
drunkenness of many of the college patrons transformed into heavy
intoxication. The party was enjoyed by
all; even those he chose to be very conservative in their party-goings. It was about midnight now and Alison asked
Adam to walk her back to her apartment. There
was a large collection of college students living at this particular dorm and
the dorm encompassed a large area. However,
it was about midnight now and many of the parties had ended. There was still some music in the background,
but most in the crowd had already gone to bed from a night of heavy drinking.
The two of them walked leisurely
to her apartment. It was a cool night in
the late fall. The music that they
overheard served as a backdrop to what had otherwise been an inconsequential
night. They arrived at her apartment
after a brief walk. They had been
spending quite a lot of time together and they were beginning to know each
other very well.
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