Post Its

In your own experience, college could be summed up in a matter of six statements...

1) Too much alcohol and not enough studying.

2) I could buy a salad but cup noodles are only 99¢.

3) What day of the week is it again?

4) Wait, this isn't my class...

5) I thought that assignment was due next week...fuck.

6) I haven't slept in three days.

No matter how used to the college environment you had become, these statements rang true every year and throughout the year. Whether you made the choice to go to a Friday night party at some guy's house (who you only vaguely remembered being introduced to in chemistry) and drink entirely too much despite an assignment being due. Or, the impending reality that you had a grand total of $9.57 in your bank account and skipping a meal looked wise. It didn't matter which scenario it was, every year was the same. Every year you survived off of the worst processed food imaginable and forgot assignments were due. Every year, at least once, you would walk into a class, sit down and realise that you were actually not in that class. And then you'd realise you were in the entirely wrong building but you did not notice because you hadn't slept in two days. The only difference between your first year and this one was that eventually along the way these things became less embarrassing and more natural. And that happened for everyone. It was just a factor of the environment.

But not this year. No, this year, your final year, things were going to be different. You wanted to pull your marks up and you were going to stay on top of things, no matter how many neon-coloured post-it notes that it took. It was time to get serious.

You just wished your project partner had the same ambitions.

You met Park Jimin three years ago during your first semester. Unlike yourself, he was incredibly good at socialising. He had the unique talent of floating from group of friends to group of friends and never made a single person he talked with feel neglected. He always texted back. You didn't know how he kept up. You'd forget to text back for days sometimes. And then there was his sheer amount of Facebook friends.

You weren't sure how, but somehow he managed to keep up with all 852 of them. Just looking at the amount of chat conversations he had going wherever he went on the website made your head spin a bit. You didn't know how he did it. In comparison, you sported a measly ninety-seven Facebook buddies and a good thirty of that number were extended family and friends of your family. But perhaps that is why you always liked being around Jimin.

He was always so...uplifting. No matter what kind of mood you were in. If you talked to him, you left the conversation feeling happy. And that was probably a pretty good indication as to why he had so many friends in the first place. He was kind to his core and willing to pay for drinks. He never got irrational or jealous or upset about someone not wanting to hang out. Jimin was the true definition of a social butterfly and you were unsure if he ever had to feel lonely.

However, while Jimin had fantastic skills in socialization, to the point where you encouraged him to think about becoming a salesman of some kind, he lacked the same sort of skills in concentration and focus. This often led to you helping him with his assignments and homework. You acted as a guide of sorts for him, or maybe a tutor; though, there have been times that you were completely tempted to push him out of in front of the computer and write his assignment for him. You never gave into them, but you had come close a couple times.