5 influences/5 challenged

Influences

1. My English professor
2. Eden Bellow
3. My painting teacher
4. Haley (my CA)
5. Carla (my advisor)

Challenges

1. My history professor
2. Uptight Girl
3. Campus Security
4. My math professor
5. Crush Boy

My English teacher is eloquent and allows our class to indulge in discussion that may stray from the short story or assignment at hand.  She runs Lesley’s literary magazine and has a beautiful poem about the memory of her father in last years issue.  Eden Bellow hails from Manhattan and is one of my closest friends here.  We spend time together almost every day and tell each other intimate secrets that we would never dream of telling anyone else on campus.  With my sass and her street-savvy we compliment each other very well.  My painting teacher was annoying to me at first, but I soon grew fond of him and now I enjoy his comments and easy-going vibe.  Haley is my CA and the nicest person I’ve met here so far.  She takes her duty seriously but treats us more like friends than kids she has to watch.  Carla is my advisor and her no-nonsense attitude helps me to think about school more seriously.

My history teacher bores me and the rest of the class to tears with her incessant lecturing.  I constantly catch myself falling asleep in her class that seems to go on for days.  A girl in my circle that we’ll call Uptight Girl has a control issue.  Whenever I am in her room I am literally afraid to touch or spill on anything because I know I’ll face her wrath.  She wants me to walk to math with her at a time that is disgustingly early and hasn’t eaten a trans fat in God knows how long.  Campus Security wasn’t a challenge for me until I started locking myself out of my room.  Every time this misfortune occurs I am greeted by them with the same hostility.  I know their job isn’t a bucket of giggles, but I really don’t appreciate them adding insult to my injury every time.  My math professor is too wordy and often makes us take notes on topics that we are not quizzed on.  Crush boy could be any boy I’m crushing on at any given moment, making it hard for me to relax or think straight (not that I could anyway).  It seems I always look like  mess when I see him and I can’t say anything that isn’t terrifically awkward.

People that are influential to me are people that give me no choice but to like something about them.  Whether its their personality, their good deeds, their humor or their body of work I find a quality of theirs that I aspire to fulfill in myself.  People that are challenging give me reason to like them, but not always respect them or understand where they are coming from.  They unknowingly provide obstacles for me such as a boring lecture or OCD rant.