CandidPicker
Tone Matters. Use It Well.
Yeah, I was deeply misunderstood in college as well. I was there for one reason, to play basketball! Well, and 1A- COLLEGE GIRLS! I didn't know they'd actually expect me to spend hours studying or I couldn't breeze through with all A's and B's like I did in high school. Talk about culture shock.
Um, you know my humor was somewhat tongue-in-cheek back then, as it would seem, today. My problem back in college was I was carrying a heavy course load, far to strenuous for my mind. It didn't cause me to overthink too much, but indeed, in principle, prevented me from thinking clearly. I detested trying to figure things out, especially when it seemed like my college buddies were playing it really close to the chest and not sharing what they knew.
There were times when my closest friends would walk into my room see me studying there and realize we were all experiencing a rough time. They'd ask, "Need a break?" and we'd go grab some tea or a PBJ or cream-cheese and J sandwiches from the kitchen. Those days were long gone, but they helped me appreciate the value of good study habits and friends who helped me through college days.