Rumors & Truth

As I wrap up my college career, it’s interesting to think of all the rumors I’ve heard about myself. Pomona College is small and incestuous. Everyone is in everyone else’s business. Rumors get started quickly, and get blown wildly out of their original shape as they go along.

I found this quote on someone’s whiteboard the other day:
Q: Do you know Te-te?
A: No, but I know her orgasms.

I guess I might deserve that one ;-). But, to be fair, it’s not easy having a sex life while living in close quarters with your 1,500 closest (and nosiest) friends.

I’ve also heard that I’ve been given a clinical diagnosis of nymphomania. I think it’s sad that when a guy likes sex he’s a normal guy, but when a woman likes sex she’s a nymphomaniac.

There’s another rumor out there that I wish to correct. Someone has been spreading the idea that I dated a Playboy Bunny. In fact, she was a Hustler model. She was gritty, smart, and had real breasts - I liked her tremendously.

Most disturbing of all is the rumor that I am psycho. I think this comes primarily from an ex who once sprinted away from me at a party for no reason at all. This pissed me off, so I took the mix CD he’d made me for Valentine’s Day, broke it into pieces, and left it outside his door.

Yes, I am intense. I get angry when people let me down or treat me badly. I’m not afraid of confrontation. I stand up for myself. I don’t run away when a fight is worth fighting. And I don’t take things lying down. I’m proud of it, and it doesn’t make me psycho. It makes me strong.

It’s funny how huge a gap there is between what people say about you behind your back and what you really learn about yourself during the college years. I know now that I…
- Love human puzzles, sometimes to my own detriment.
- Am really hard on myself.
- Like antiheroes.
- Know how to keep a secret.
- Sometimes try too hard.

That’s the funny thing about people. The people that love you know the truth, everyone else just knows the rumors.