Kara Kraus Blog 2

So I have been going to this school for the past 40 days. And while I have made some friends, I have also made some acquaintances.
You know – those people you have met only two or three times and you were intoxicated during at least one of those meetings. Those people that you are friends with on facebook, but not actually friends with in real life.
I always get noticeably nervous when I see one of those acquaintances walking towards me around campus.
This is the dialogue that occurs in my head: “Oh hey there’s Joseph Smith, that kid I met at that crazy Rugby party. Oh man I should not have had so many tequila shots, but that girl just kept pouring them…I wonder if he even remembers me. Fuck should I say hi? What if he doesn’t know who I am and I look like a complete idiot? Fuck he caught me staring. Fuck he didn’t recognize me. Quick look down! Look down!”
And then all of a sudden my shoes become incredibly interesting.
“Oh man the buckles on my earth brown Birkenstocks are starting to wear down. Oh wow my foot sweat has really made an imprint in the sole. Jeeze these shoes just have excellent traction walking up and down these hills.”
And we pass each other, each pretending that the previous few seconds were not incredibly awkward.