romanticize life

New Romantics - Taylor Swift

Tuesday, October 1st, 2024 (Part 1) - written: Thursday, November 21st, 2024

Dear diary, the day had come when I could start a completely new life. Away from the old little town with all the old grim people. Away from the toxic environment called school. Away from this oppressive society and into the free hustle and bustle of a student town.
The feeling of walking onto campus with hundreds of other freshmen and screaming in one of the three lecture halls was truly indescribable. A new beginning with so many possibilities.
I allowed myself to stay for a brief moment and look around at all the strange faces.

"Who knows, maybe my future boyfriend will be among them."

I brighten my day with thoughts like that every day. Even knowing that I will probably never have anything like a boyfriend. I ask myself why I still have such thoughts, after all. At the proud age of 19, I haven't even had a crush on anyone. And even if I would have, no boy in this world would date an asexual girl like me. But I took me the time to imagine how it would be walking down these hallways laughing with my boyfriend and... ok Natcho, you should really stop wasting your time with thoughts that will never happen.

I followed a few people into lecture hall 3, which seemed to be almost bursting at the seams. I was able to get a seat in the back rows before an hour-long introductory event started. The event was pointless, so I'll skip the details and start again afterward. Because now things are starting to get really exciting for me.
I'm about to get to know my fellow students. However, that's easier said than done, because hundreds of people tried to do it at the same time on the small campus square in front of the university. It was practically impossible to find your group since you didn't even know who you were looking for. My cell phone vibrated and signaled me a message in the art history and film studies group (KuFi for short). A picture and a small description appeared on my display. I compared the picture with my immediate surroundings and lo and behold: the group I'm looking for is right next to me. So I went to them, asked if it was the KuFi group (just to be sure) and was immediately accepted by them as if we had known each other forever. A short time later we made our way to our faculty, where the first event of the freshers' week was to take place. On the way there I answered and asked the same questions about 5 times.
What's your name?
Are you studying KuFi as a major or minor?
What is your minor?
Where are you actually from?

Oh, I just realized that I haven't introduced myself to you guys so far...So again from the beginning: I'm Natcho (real name remains secret for now), I come from near Chemnitz (a city in eastern Germany) and I'm majoring in KuFi. My minor is economics. I know, wild combination, right?

I spoke to so many people on the way to our faculty that I couldn't remember a single name. That's why I was really happy when we finally reached our destination.We walked into the room and there he stood. Between three other people. Leather jacket, baggy jeans, a beanie with long blonde hair peeking out from underneath, a piercing on his left nostril, alert brown eyes. That day I didn't even notice him that much. Much more my look at his little friend next to him.We all sat down in this far too small room. I was sitting close to the door, with a blonde boy on my right and a girl on my left who would later turn out to be a good friend of mine. As soon as everyone was seated, a boy with dark, short hair took over. His name is Torben. He made a short speech before the other three, who were doing the freshers' week with us, introduced themselves. As I said, there was Torben. He is studying KuFi as a master's major. I no longer know why he came to Jena. Then there was Karo. KuFi in the main subject in the 3rd semester. I don't know why she chose the small town for her studies either. Then came Ole, the little friend who caught my eye a lot that day. KuFi in the 3rd semester. I don't know any more. And last but not least, Kaya. KuFi as a main subject in the 3rd semester. History as a minor subject. When it came to the question of why he came to Jena, he answered very casually that he didn't know by himself and that the wind had blown him here. For a brief moment I thought about what a beautiful name he has, but I didn't have much time to think about it because now it was our turn to introduce ourselves. I hate interviews. I hate it when everyone's eyes are on me at once. And then it was my turn second. So I repeated all the answers to the same questions for the 6th time. I don't even remember what exactly we did in the rest of the time. All I remember is how cool and casual I thought Ole was and how interesting Karo's style seemed to me.