history
a couple times a week, i take a shortcut through the campus, between 2 buildings and off the beaten path. and every time i go by, i search briefly for this:

it's a small piece of masking tape, about 4 inches long, and it says "freshmen". and it has been on that wall for about 3 years, 8 months, 12 days (more or less). and the reason i know this is because i put that piece of masking tape on that wall in september of 2004, during a welcome picnic for new students to ucsd, the only event the alumni association could get me to come out to at the time. and that "freshmen" piece of tape was affixed to my shirt, directly under the "I (heart)".

every time i pass that piece of tape, i smile at the little print i've made on the campus. it has lived through rain and shine and building maintenance, and i fear the day i walk by and it's no longer there.
current mood: historical