Friday, September 12, 2008

Face Off on the bridge....

So I roll outta bed, throw on some clothes and think thank god it's Friday. I grab my books, put on my flip flops and run out the door. I totally forgot to print off something for Dr. I's class so I bee line it to the Freed Center. However, I run across my first problem off the day, if you don't count the fact that I had to wake up in the first place, RAIN! Seriously tell me how this works. Ada is sunny, beautiful and quiet during the Summer hours but as soon as that first day of class roles around the weather starts to suck. Now I don't know if there is a big meeting up in the clouds where the unanimous decision is to bring some sort of precipitation everyday until school lets out again for the year or what but it sure feels that way. In all my infinite wisdom and stubbornness I have not worn tennis shoes so the entire bottom of my pants is a shade darker and about ten pounds heaver. Who needs ankle weights when you can just use the rain. Maybe the mall walkers should just come to Ada and walk around campus. The would be in shape in no time! While power walking to class I about wipe out due to the lack of traction on my high class, weather ready two dollars and fifty cent shoes. I regain balance, look around to make sure no one is secretly hiding behind a tree taking pictures and laughing, smile and continue my trek. This time at a slower, safer pace as I approach the bridge behind the Freed Center. On a normal day this is a lovely spot to stop and feed the ducks or just fraternize with the nearest picnicker. But not today, NO! Today the black swans are on duty. Apparently security was tight and they needed some reinforcements for this rough part of campus. I stare, glaring at this swan, as we make eye contact I can feel the hatred we feel for each other. Well maybe I'm totally lying, I was freaking scared and was ready to go the other way. HAHA I am a pansy, however I feel like we should take some self-defense classes. No, not for Ada thugs but the swans. I get up the courage, creep to the front of the bridge and stop dead in my tracks. Rent a cop on duty flares out his wings, raises his head and starts hissing at me. So out loud, thinking I am all alone I say, "Can I just cross the freaking bridge, I kinda gotta get to class." Not two seconds later, some cute boy walks right up behind me, laughs out loud and walks right across with no problem. Wow, I feel cool. Lets mark that one up for sweet first impressions of the year!

1 comment:

Renee Pirolozzi said...

Tegan...sadly but surely I can share this experience of bird on student crime with you. I too have been targeted by the evil gaurd swans. The glare that probably haunts you every day I have also had the dispeasure of encountering. A day last week a black swan thought it might find some breakfast outside of my apartment. So as to my surprise I had to walk across his path to get to class. As you have discovered budging is NOT their first instinct. With shame and embarrasment I took the long way to class. The bird had won. Tegan, we have to do something about this. As of now it is Evil birds two. Students 0! :(