No Hay Mas Lluvia, No Hay Mas Miedo, Llevame Donde Estes...

Special event, an event that's special, especially since i've just started college. Rolling, rolling rambling, running full speed ahead, winding twisting turning jolting bolting sprinting glinting under the sun; from a mirror reflecting harsh light into my eyes. I am blinded and taken by surprise by this new experience. So here like a waterfall pouring from my mouth the words fall out. I'm trying to think of something unique something worthy of talking about, something superficial i can turn into meaningful and life-altering. Only problem is, I havent attended any spacial events. Well actually, maybe attending my first lecture was a special event. Walking in, scanning the scene seemingly hundreds of other people, probably only about 60, seem to multiply. I look for a seat which is hard to find because i am running, just on time (which sometimes feels just as bad as running late), because my previous professor was running late, talked extremely slow, and pushed class five minutes past the time it was supposed to take....anyway side tracked. so im looking for a hay in the needlestack (yes intentially swapped) . finally i locate a desk. i walk forward, then right then left, then forward again and with every step waves of people seem to accumulate...i feel a sense of nervousness and intimidation...then i find my seat, fumble with the wierd set up of the desk and chair that both fold up when not occupied. Lecture starts, i zone out from the rest of the class as i usually do. that's me i zone out and alienate myself among a large group of people. Not that i am antisocial or paranoid but i just dont tend to spread my social wings when i dont feel a symmetry among those around me. I have to establish a connection before i decide to bring myself front and center. afterall how can i communicate without finding common ground. which is always the challenge when meeting alot of people unkown to myself. I must find a level at which to relate, but while in my first week of classes, this is not so important to me. Back track back tracked running back on the track around the room inside my head looking forward processing new information. Im fascinated i can feel my mouth pull up into a smile and my eyes open wide, sheer amusement and excitement hidden inside waiting to erupt and explode while still crouching under the code of silence i have created for myself... this is my first week, my first lecture: concentrate on the task at hand (that being focus on what needs/has to be done), tune out the white noise of becoming social until comfortable in my new environment... my first lecture: enticing, inspiring, igniting even when most would find it boring...im going to slow down now, turning the gears slowly dying out like a wind-up doll, inanimate once again, eyes open; unmoving. oh yeah the title of my blog "No Hay Mas Lluvia No Hay Mas Miedo Llevame Donde Estes..." yeah that means "No more rain, no more fear, bring me where you are.." ummm it's a song called "Despedida" that im listening too...its so beautiful and inspired by love... now isnt that another blog topic...<3