When It Rains

Chapter 2: Intro to Philosophy

Looking around the room; a cheap faux fur stool on golden painted thin legs sat in the corner.  A trash can that never seems to be big enough for all of our trash. And Bella's bunkbed. Her entire side of the room emanates rustic to neon pink, white, and tan. Her dark wood pattern desk and dresser sat side by side under her bed.  Both mirror images of my own. On the desk sat a black mini fridge plastered with various cat stickers.  Coffee creamer, waters, and what nots sat inside.  And a golden mirror, and a pink Himalayan salt lamp wrapped up the otherwise cluttered desk.  A white faux fur throw that matched our rug sat on the corner of her bed.

The same faux fur rug covered the floor littered with specks of black lint and various make-up splatters. This directed to Bella's closet which bustled with clothes and shoes. Each following the same rustic pink aesthetic.  Following to my own monstrosity of a closet. A blob of clothes stacked high on top of my cyan blue hamper and random shoes, shirts, and pants pop out from their places on the hangers. I had an odd liking to color code my items in my closet. Trying to make them flow from color to color in a sense.

Continuing to my dresser that had a small flat screen TV, that I rarely used. Pants, sweatshirts, and other bits scattered the floor around the dresser that flowed into my bed space. Cluttering around a cubical shelf that had small school items, textbooks, and even some sketchbooks that I every so often picked up. My desk that faced into the rest of the room with my laptop, note pads, and other office supplies that covered the top of the desk.

After taking everything in I looked down at my phone as it reads "9:09 ; Reminder: Philosophy Lecture 9:30". I threw my blanket over to the left and slowly climb down the ladder with my phone in hand. Throw on a sweatshirt, pour some water in the Keurig and start it up, and turn my computer on to login to Zoom. I sit there waiting to enjoy my coffee and Zoom pulled up and waiting to click "Join meeting". I refuse to be the first person to login into class. And until then I straighten out my things, collect all my pens and get a clean notebook ready. Finally my phone vibrates and I check it as it reads "9:20 ; Reminder: Philosophy Lecture 9:30". I turn to my computer and click join meeting to be let into class.

My volume just barely audible.  I sit and waited for the class to fill out as "9 participants" pops up in the corner. My professor's profile pops up, a still image of what looks to be his employee ID picture. It displayed a middle-aged man his black hair line receding further back. A pair of black rimmed rectangular shaped glasses sit on an oddly large nose with lips barely curling into a slight smile. I played with the sound making sure it wasn't too much to wake Bella as I waited.

As the time hit 9:30, my professor started, "Welcome class to Introduction to Philosophy. My name is Professor Waux. Now I understand a lot of you took this class as a way to get your cultural understand credit out of the way and a lot of you are always too busy. I have designed this class so that it will not be taxing on you while you work on your harder courses. Now it looks like there are only 15 of you here today. Usually I would hope to have around 20 to 24 people, as what the roaster says. But we will digress through nonetheless..."

After that point I focus in on my notebook writing various titles and dates and what not and take another sip of my coffee. And turn to hear Professor Waux say, "How about since there are so few of you lets take turns and see what everyone's major is and what you would want to do with them."

As he went down the list alphabetically by last name. I realized 'Byrne' would come up quickly so I prepare myself but do little to put in any extra effort. I don't bother listening to anyone else's speeches.  Most students are science or pre-med majors and others fall in between. Until it comes to me.  Exhaustion was still playing with my mind and not a care in the world rang through my head as I cleared my voice and turned my mic on and to gently say, "Hi, I'm Ryan.  I'm a sophomore, I am a chemistry and biology double major and I would like to go into research."