hey you! I suck!

If I were to sum up my time in Arcata in one scene, this would be it:

I am walking to campus, along the pathway at the main entrance, when I stop for a moment to sip from my drink. As I stand in repose, a white mini-van pulls up alongside me and I hear this:

"Hey Tieg! You suck!"

I turn to look, a person's head is leaning out the passenger window, perhaps a male, perhaps a female. The person has dark hair and large sunglasses, making identification difficult. The voice does not seem familiar and I don't know anyone who drives a white mini-van.

Confused, I raise my hand and flash a peace sign at the bus. The head hanging out the window smiles and waves back. I know neither who that person was that knew my name and waved at me, nor why they think I suck.

And with that, my four years in Arcata were over.