2 years later
I hate crowds. Which is ironic, since every time I set foot on the football field, I’m surrounded by huge amounts of fans to the game, shouting my name or my team’s in chorus. But that doesn’t mean that, as time goes by, it’ll be any less uncomfortable. I still feel exposed under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, and although today I’m not particularly the flame attracting hypnotized moths, I’m in a bad mood.
I’m hot, my suit itches in unfavorable areas, and the scrape I received on my knee from yesterday’s practice burns like a b***h. I must admit that the university did a great job decorating and preparing the auditorium for graduation. The chairs are very close together, but I imagine it was inevitable due to the magnitude of students eager to receive their diplom
