a movie for your thoughts

 My most well known memory at the moment would be my 
first day in college. Though I could write a generic 
memoir with short paragraphs of my first fears of being on 
such a vast campus for the first time and getting away from 
home, it would just take away from the surprise ending of 
all of my classmates' experiences. Especially since every 
other assignment is asking for our first impressions as 
virgin college students, I would officially own a title as 
"movie ruiner". So instead of explaining, what I call an 
extremely painful and boring experience, I'll humor my 
readers with something a bit more exciting. USF, obviously 
not being my first choice, felt like a small city, and I 
King Kong. Shot down, tied up, and forced to come to such a 
tiny and busy area, I was homesick and missed my large 
jungle. Every class was a de ja vu of material I had done 
in the past, and knowing all the answers didn't help in 
making my image sharper but somewhat of a freakshow, as if 
I were only there for the entertainment of the small and 
different creatures [students] around me; my teacher of 
course taking on a role as my stage presenter [O'brien,King 
Kong]. 

While my classmates scurried to their classes, eager 
to start their new expeditions, treating every piece of 
paper given to them like a lost artifact, I would 
dreadfully roll out of my cave and angrily stomp to my 
destination. The ground thundering with my wrath forwarned 
the students of the giant on campus. The village people 
[the faculty & advisors] tediously threw small polyester 
rope around my massive ego and strong abilities, but it was 
of no use. Within second I revived myself, clepping out of 
every course possible and crushing all the little people 
under me [Swift,Gulliver's Travels]. 
Racing with my peers to reach the finish line before 
they did, the hare had yet to come out of me. This was 
competition and I was still the turtle. While they strided 
leaps I felt myself slowing down just before the end. 
However this was anything but just. My perception of who 
was in front was skewed. The hare [students] wasn't my 
competition, but rather my motivation to speed up. The race 
has just begun.
Still having the persona of the big, bad wolf, I have 
huffed, and I've puffed, and I've blown every house down 
until I found the piggy [courses] I was looking for. My 
conceited, yet great determination has only led me to a 
greater out come. "WE TAKE NO SURRENDERS!" I will never 
concider living happily ever after with the three piggys 
and may in fact go to terrorise their families up at UF 
within a year, but I am confident I will succeed because "I 
came, I saw, I conquered."
And although I have yet to find my niche between these 
bulidings that I cannot climb upon and roar out to MY 
jungle, declaring my presence, I can definitely have my 
presence known just by being a leader in a smaller 
frame..."THIS IS SPARTA"