THE VOICE: Perception

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here are a lot of people running around campus with the wrong things on their minds. Distraction is rampant in the 21st century. You can tell by the way that girl is marching down Comm. Ave. Her chin is held high and her hair is bouncing with every step she takes. The girl’s white iPod headphones are barely visible, but when they’re combined with oversized designer sunglasses and an, “I am so going to class” attitude, the ensemble is tremendously aggressive. “Don’t talk to me because I don’t care about you, but look at me to justify why I woke up 2 hours before class to look like this.”

For the dudes out there it seems their minds are a bit more relaxed, but nonetheless occupied on meaningless jumble. “I saw that chick last Saturday at Chi Phi’s party. Hehe, she was sloppy;” or, “ I could take that guy. He looks like a dork.” I think my analysis of the present state of the Boston University student is pretty general.

I know I’m lumping the whole student population into two shallow groups. But don’t forget who I am. I’m The Voice. I’m inside your head and I know what you’re thinking. I have a knack for analyzing my peers in a matter of seconds, as long as a few factors are provided to me: How you dress, (especially your shoes, most people can be more or less categorized by what shoes they wear), your demeanor (aka swagger), how you talk (easy enough), your accessories (iPod, Dre Beats, jewelry, sunglasses, phone, etc.), and who you’re with (don’t be the fat girl or the dude everyone is constantly making fun of.)

Take a second to think about what I just described. I can size anyone up in seconds if you throw any of these categories at me. I hope you’re pretty perturbed about how stupid I made you look. If you’re not in the least bit off put, or perhaps you concur, then read on, comrade. Welcome to the world of The Voice. It’s so easy to sum up the majority of BU students because most of them operate on my aforementioned categorical analysis. The four- or five-year bubble students spend in college allows them to live their days in a shallow, material-oriented mess of life. Don’t get me wrong, The Voice loves to drink, smoke and party. The Voice likes to look good and feel even better. However, The Voice also wants to make something of itself when it hopefully graduates. When I say make something of myself, I mean I want to make the world a better place. I want to innovate, explore, learn, and help others. Fortunately, The Voice won’t accompany the surging masses of ignorant collegians maturing across America. Jersey Shore, anyone? How about a side of Kardashian soup? Care for a dessert of Real Housewives?

College is just a microcosm, my friends. Fratboy Freddie and Sorority Sarah are only cool for four years. Don’t get caught up with the popular ones, and don’t worry if you don’t seem too cool right now. The things we’re concerned with today will seem so funny a few years from now. Remember Bratz dolls and Beyblades? Well, in a few years you’ll be remembering how every single girl on BU’s campus wore big boots, black tights, and black North Face jackets.

This the first installment of The Voice’s column. I hope it speaks to the majority of you guys, but I really hope it reaches out to the kids who want to change the world someday. Those of us who didn’t know what major we wanted when we applied, and don’t necessarily know what kind of a job we want when we graduate, we are the ones who can institute change. For those who are used to falling through the cracks of life’s sidewalk, I know you’re out there. The time will come when you grow up into something amazing. Just remember to read The Voice. Listen to The Voice.

The Voice is a weekly columnist for The Daily Free Press. If you would like to contact The Voice with any questions, comments, or criticisms please feel free at The.Voice.DFP@gmail.com.