#collegeyears

[skylarmoon71]

Matt Murdock (Daredevil) - Chapter 2

It didn’t take much skill sneaking him into your room.

You lived on the first floor, so thankful all he had to do was climb through your bedroom window the moment you were inside. You felt a bit guilty making him do all that work given his state. Once he was inside you guided him to the couch as you ran to get your first aid kit. 

“J-Just make yourself at home.” 

You weren’t really sure how to act. When you came back, he was seated next to the window, head leaned against the wall. Not that you got a good look at him in the light, you could see some other bruises on parts of his face that were visible. His lip was busted, chin bruised and his nose also had a spec of dried blood.

Your hands lowered, saddened at his state. You couldn’t imagine even doing what he did. Protecting people and stopping criminals without so much as a thank you. Suddenly your own secret felt insignificant. This guy didn’t appear to have any special powers but he was risking his life. Placing the first aid kit down, you moved over to him. You could help him, really help. 

“Mr. Daredevil sir, I-I’m gonna do something but you have to promise that you won’t freak out.” 

He shifted against the wall. 

“Is there a reason I would freak out?” 

“Probably.” 

The gesture he made hinted that he was questioning you. You just sighed, walking over to him carefully. You weren’t sure why you were acting like he was a wild animal. Surely if he wanted to attack he could have done it at any time. When you were finally within reach, you kneeled on the floor.

You took a few deep breaths, because you really needed to calm yourself before you did this. He didn’t speak, just waited patiently for whatever you’d been working yourself up to. You reached out, and when he felt your palm pressed against his bloody bicep, he tensed. For a moment nothing happened, but the slight burn on the spot made him jolt and your grip tightened. 

“P-Please just stay still.” 

You seemed hyper focused and he felt like he at least needed an explanation, but the pain in his hand started to feel numb, and he lifted his head when he could no longer feel anything. Not just in his arm, but his jaw felt great, so did his knuckles and his gut where he was sure he’d taken a few blows the night before. 

You pulled back, and he just sat there, trying to make sense of it. He touched his jaw, searching for the injury, but there was none. 

He was healed. He could still taste the blood in the air, but no wound. He couldn’t believe it. 

“Did you..heal my wounds?” 

You nodded aggressively. 

“P-Please don’t say anything! Y-You saved my life so I know you’re a good guy. That’s why I couldn't just let you go with all those injuries. T-Thank you so much for saving me!” 

He never got the chance to get a word in, because you leaned in wrapping your arms around his neck as you hugged him. He was somewhat pinned to the wall at the position, hands lifted in surprise. He wasn’t sure what to say and you just kept your eyes clenched shut as you held onto him. He could hear the frantic beats of your heart. No doubt from the ordeal of the night. With a soft smile, his hands lowered and he returned the embrace, patting your back softly. 

“You’re welcome.” 

After that night, he left and you’d called and told the police about the attack. By the next day, just about everyone knew that Aaron was a predictor. The college expelled him and he was charged. You felt a lot better knowing that he was off the streets. Given how calculated the attack was, it’s clear that he’d probably done it before. 

Foggy and Matt found you during the little lunch break you had. Foggy hugged you the second you were in sight and Matt was rubbing your arm. 

“I’m so sorry!  I should have been there to walk you home at night until exams were over.” You pulled back, shaking your head. 

“It’s not your fault Foggy, no one knew about Aaron. I’ve also invested in some protective measures. “ You held your keys that now had a can of pepper spray attached to it. 

“I contemplated getting brass knuckles but I don't think the school would let me have that.” 

“Don’t worry, if you need some just say the word, I know a guy.” You laughed at Foggy’s statement, shoving his arm. 

“We’re glad you’re okay.” 

You took a seat and they followed. Foggy raised a brow when you looked left and right before you leaned in closer. 

“You guys aren’t going to believe this but I was saved last night.” 

“Saved? By who?” Foggy pressed. 

“By Daredevil. He’s real. I saw him. He beat the shit out of Aaron like it was nothing.” 

“You’re kidding! You actually saw him!!” 

You pressed your hands to Foggy’s mouth to quiet him. 

“Keep your voice down!” 

He nodded and you moved your hands.

“You can’t tell anyone okay. I’m not really sure what his story is, but I didn’t say a word to the cops about him. I’m a little scared they might try to find him. He’s a good guy. If he wasn’t there, who knows what would have happened.” 

More than anything, you’re grateful.

“I gotcha. Did you at least talk to him? What was he like?” 

You straighten a bit. 

“I did talk to him for a little while. He was a bit..stoic I guess.” 

Foggy looked intrigued. 

“That’s awesome, right Matt?” 

Matt nods. 

“I can’t imagine what that must have been like.” 

You were still partially convinced that you imagined the whole thing. 

“From now on no late night library trips you hear me!” Foggy’s lecturing tone had you smiling. He’d immediately gone into older brother mode. 

“I won’t, I promise Foggy.” 

Despite that promise, you still needed to study for your algebra exam tomorrow. The library has all the books you need with the practice exams, but you don’t get out of your last class until about eight and you’re honestly terrified to be out after dark now. 

“If you want, I can help you with your algebra. You mentioned it before. If you need to go to the library I can walk you back to your apartment. I don't have a late class like Foggy today.” 

Your face lit up at the offer. 

“Are you sure?” 

“I’m positive.” He smiled and you nodded. 

“I’d love that, thank you Matt!” 

“No problem.” 

[daily-quiz-join]

Who was the first woman doctor of India? Anandibai Joshi or Kadambini Ganguly?

Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly were two pioneering Indian women doctors who made significant contributions to the field of medicine in India. They were both trailblazers who broke down barriers for women in medicine, and they both fought for the rights of women in India. Anandibai Joshi was born in 1865 in Kalyan, Maharashtra. She was the first Indian woman to study and graduate with a degree in western medicine from the United States. She graduated from the Women's Medical College of Pennsylvania in 1886. After graduating, Anandibai returned to India and began practicing medicine in Pune. She quickly became known for her compassion and dedication to her patients. She also worked to promote women's education and rights. Kadambini Ganguly was born in 1861 in Bhagalpur, Bihar. She was the first Indian woman to practice medicine in India. She graduated from Calcutta Medical College in 1886. After graduating, Kadambini began practicing medicine in Calcutta. She was a strong advocate for women's rights, and she fought for the right of women to vote. She also worked to improve the legal status of women in India. Both Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly faced many challenges in their lives and careers. They were both pioneers in the field of women's rights, and they both faced opposition from those who did not believe that women should have equal rights. Despite the challenges they faced, Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly never gave up on their dreams. They were both determined and strong-willed women, and they achieved great things in their lives. They are an inspiration to women around the world, and their legacies will continue to be celebrated for generations to come. Here is a table comparing Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly: CharacteristicAnandibai JoshiKadambini GangulyBirthdateMarch 31, 1865July 18, 1861BirthplaceKalyan, MaharashtraBhagalpur, BiharMedical degreeWomen's Medical College of PennsylvaniaCalcutta Medical CollegeYear graduated18861886Major achievementsFirst Indian woman to study and graduate with a degree in western medicine from the United States; promoted women's education and rightsFirst Indian woman to practice medicine in India; fought for the right of women to vote; improved the legal status of women in IndiaDiedFebruary 26, 1887October 3, 1923 drive_spreadsheetExport to Sheets Here are some of the similarities between Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly: - They were both born in the mid-19th century in different parts of India. - They were both the first Indian women to achieve significant milestones in the field of medicine. - They were both strong advocates for women's rights. - They both faced challenges and opposition from those who did not believe that women should have equal rights. - They both achieved great things in their lives and careers, and their legacies will continue to be celebrated for generations to come. Here are some of the differences between Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly: - Anandibai Joshi studied and graduated with a degree in western medicine from the United States, while Kadambini Ganguly graduated from Calcutta Medical College. - Anandibai Joshi focused on promoting women's education and rights, while Kadambini Ganguly focused on fighting for the right of women to vote and improving the legal status of women in India. - Anandibai Joshi died at a young age of 21, while Kadambini Ganguly lived to be 62 years old. Despite their differences, Anandibai Joshi and Kadambini Ganguly were both trailblazing women who made significant contributions to the field of medicine and the advancement of women's rights in India. They are an inspiration to women around the world, and their legacies will continue to be celebrated for generations to come. Read the full article

[jambao24]

Wrote this piece in a hurry for Vocal Media’s The Perfect Pair challenge. It got removed from the challenge a couple hours after being accepted as a story, but oh well. I wanted to write about one of my quirks that I picked up in college. 

[kabrinia]

PERIODT

[daybydaywithmercury]

Főiskolai évek / College years 🎓

1966 szeptemberében Freddie beiratkozott az Ealing Technical Collage & School of Art divattervező képzésére. Zanzibárból hozott ruhatárát lecserélte, és ő is elkezdte az 1960-as évek londoni, bohém stílusát követni. Megjelenése rendkívül szűk bársonynadrágokból, bőr- és velúrkabátokból, szatén és selyem virágos ingekből és bokacsizmából állt. A világ egyik legizgalmasabb szegletében élő Freddie nyugtalan és lázadó volt. Mindennél jobban vágyott arra, hogy elköltözhessen végre otthonról. „Nagyon sokat járt el otthonról és volt, amikor egész éjszaka nem jött haza. Freddie és anyukám állandóan vitatkoztak emiatt.” – emlékezett vissza Kashmira.

Freddie nagyon gyorsan megunta a főiskolában oktatott textilfestést és tervezést, mivel zenei hajlamai egyre erősödtek benne. Fokozta azt érzéseit a BBC TV, 1966 decemberében leadott Ready Steady Go! című műsorában fellépő amerikai gitáros, Jimi Hendrix. Minden lenyűgözte Freddiet, amit Hendrix képviselt, a zene, a divat, a frizura, de leginkább az, hogy elemi erővel uralta a színpadot. „Az egész országot átszeltem volna, hogy láthassam a koncertjeit, mert tényleg minden megvolt benne, amire csak egy rock sztárnak szüksége van, a lehető legjobb volt a stílusa, az egyénisége. Semmit nem kellett erőltetnie. Belépett, és azonnal felvillanyozta a helyiséget. Ő testesített meg mindent, amit el akartam érni.” – mesélte Freddie.

Freddie elhatározta, hogy a zenében fog sikereket elérni és sztárrá válik. „Már kiskorától kezdve dalokat szerzett. Én minden más anyához hasonlóan azt mondtam neki, hogy tanuljon, és rakjon rendet a szobájában. Egyszer bementem hozzá a szbájába és mondtan, hogy össze fogom szedni a szemetet, és kidobálom a párnája alól is a papírokat, mire ő ezt felelte: ’Eszedbe ne jusson!’. Dalokat írt, dalszövegeket, aztán a párnája alá tette őket, mielőtt lefeküdt. Csak a zenére volt esze, a tanulás nem érdekelte, és a férjem nem tudta, mihez kezd a gyerek majd később.” – emlékezett vissza Jer. Nem kellett sok időnek eltelnie ahhoz, hogy elköltözzön otthonról. Egy főiskolai barátja, Chris Smith padlóján aludt, aki Kensingtonban, az Addison Gardens 42b szám alatt lévő albérletben lakott.

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In September 1966, Freddie enrolled at the Ealing Technical Collage & School of Art for Fashion Design. He changed his wardrobe from Zanzibar, and he began to follow the London Bohemian style of the 1960s. His appearance consisted of extremely tight velvet pants, leather and suede jackets, satin and silk flower shirts and ankle boots. Living in one of the most exciting corners of the world, Freddie was restless and rebellious. More than anything else, he wanted to move away from home. “He went out a lot and was when he didn’t come home all night. Freddie and my mom were constantly arguing about it.” - recalled Kashmira.

Freddie became very tired of college dyeing and design, as his musical tendencies grew. Enhanced feelings on BBC TV, released in December 1966 on Ready Steady Go!, American guitarist Jimi Hendrix. Everything fascinated Freddie, represented by Hendrix, in the music, the fashion, the hairstyle, but most of all, his dominance of the stage. “I would have traveled all over the country to see his concerts, because he really had everything a rock star needed, his style, his personality, was the best he could. He didn't have to force anything. He stepped in and immediately lit up the room. He embodied everything I wanted to achieve.” - Freddie said.

Freddie decided that he would succeed in music and become a star. “He's been singing songs since he was a kid. Like any other mother, I told him to study and put his room in order. I went to his bed once and told that I was going to pick up the garbage and throw out the paper under his pillow, and he said, "Don't get it!". He wrote songs, lyrics, then put them under his pillow before he went to bed. He only thought about music, he wasn't interested in learning, and my husband didn't know what the kid was going to do later.” - Jer recalled.

[Irodalmak / References:  📚 - David Bret (1996): Borotvaélen, Freddie Mercury története. - Lesley-Ann Jones (2011): Bohemian Rhapsody, The Definitive Biography of Freddie Mercury. - Matt Richards, Mark Langthorne (2019): Bohém Rapszódia.]

[raquelsantos92]

Reminiscing...Art projects from 2012. #collegeyears #artwork #mywork https://www.instagram.com/p/BqV3EE6g-oz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=5e4jppap4wbv

[solinagalo]

Started my sophomore year of college... So far, so good! 🎒📝 - #teenactors #collegelife📚 #sophomore #studentlife #collegestudents #collegeyears #collegestudies #collegekid #schooldayselfie #actorsofinstagram #childactor #kidactor #teenactors #workingonit #workhardplayharder #atlantamarket #atlantaactors #actinginatlanta #atlantaindustry #atlantatalent #atlantafilmindustry #atlantaactress #atlantakids #atlmarket #sageligible https://www.instagram.com/p/CUS4WplJkYD/?utm_medium=tumblr

[leirow]

#AboutTheWeekend: had another nice may weekend w/ my folks.. from the @ridiculouslyfunny1 comedy show🤣 (Fri. 5.14) + spinning💁🏾‍♀️🎧🎚️🎛️🔊🎶 at #SmallBusinessSaturday💱💸 and Sage living her best life🤸🏾‍♀️🤸🏾‍♀️🤸🏾‍♀️ at @ottovbanks community day (Sat. 5.15).. Meanwhile, I'm still tired/need more sleep... 😩😆🛌🏾💤 Another "Gr8 job Harrisburg" in the books! 📚✔️💪🏾👍🏾 .. oh and don't forget to #VoTe🗳️#Today (Tues. 5/.18) y'all!! - - *I do not own any rights to the music being played/for music promo + ent. purposes only* - - **when playing at community events (especially in my hometown), I usually start off with a "what would #1400theTouch play?" inspired playlist🎵😂/love😍 my auntie-#anitabaker💜 @tiwasavage🇳🇬 and @mariahcarey✨** - - ***oh and looking forward to the legendary 215 king of comedy @comedybyturae coming back to harrisburg to make us laugh😅/#cheers🥂🍻 to my #collegeyears at @millersvilleu #blackstudentunion comedy shows with #turae @kevinhart4real and all the #plasticcupboyz before they were the @plastic.cup.boyz 👑👑👑 #collegelife #whenlifewaseasier #bestmemories #tbt🖤🖤🖤*** (at Harrisburg, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPBCuV1ngjCENGIYEJ581UdvNCigbJxloeTyVs0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[kprs4ever]

All-new Kim Possible fanmade trailer is up! Check it out!

[altaart]

One of those shows u only remember once you see it lol 😆 #fostershomeforimaginaryfriends#fostershomeforimaginaryfriendsfanart#bloo#cartoonetwork#cartoonnetworkfanart#cartoon#nostalgia#2000'skid#older#redraw#myfanart#teenager#collegeyears#imaginaryfriends#digitalfanart#digitalartist#nostalgia#nostalgicartoon#geekheavy#akeemlawanson https://www.instagram.com/p/CCtx05aDXZ3/?igshid=pmoh9gnnl6la

[skylarmoon71]

Matt Murdock (Daredevil) - Chapter 1

“(Y/N)!” 

Foggy was yelling in the library and you tried to expertly walk away like you had no idea who he was. 

“(Y/N)! I know you see me!” 

“Geez dude stop it we’re in the library!” 

The librarian gave you both a hard look before she kicked you out. You frowned and Foggy just laughed as he nudged your arm. 

“Sometimes I swear you were raised by wolves.” 

“Very handsome wolves.” He counters.

You rolled your eyes, looking over at Matt. 

“He dragged you into his schemes again?” 

Matt nods. 

“Always.” 

“Hey man, not cool.” 

You and Matt laugh as you walk through the hallway. 

College days are the best time. You’d know Foggy for a little over five years and when you started your freshman year, he introduced you to his new bestie Matt Murdock. At first you were a little jealous at the idea of being replaced. But Matt was a pretty solid guy. Within the span of a semester you were all practically inseparable. They were dependable. Even though Foggy spent most of his time chasing girls, whenever you needed him, he was there. Matt was a nice guy to talk to. He seemed to be pretty wise compared to some of the idiots that you’d met. Yep, life was sweet. 

Except your midterms were coming up, hence the reason Foggy saw it fit to drag you out of the library every other night. 

“Quit being a nerd, there’s a party tonight let’s go!” 

You roll your eyes. 

“Foggy, if you want to graduate you should probably actually study. I thought you guys were trying to be lawyers.”

“We are.” 

“Hmm, doesn’t look that way.” 

You grin when Foggy starts to complain. With a laugh, you hold out an elbow for Matt as you all continue to head back to your dorms. Foggy and Matt live together, but your apartment is a little way off campus. 

“Have you been leaving the library this late every night?” 

You nod at Matt’s question. 

“Yeah, Algebra is kicking my butt. I got a tutor like you suggested but the guy tried to make a move on me so that ended really quickly. I’ve also got a few assignments to finish. When exams are over I’ll have time to relax.” 

Matt just tilts his head in that way he does when he’s thinking. 

“If you’d like I can-” 

“(Y/N) look at this!!” 

Foggy’s excited yell distracts you and you stare in awe at the art on the side of one of the buildings that’s definitely against regulation. It's spray painted, pretty detailed of the vigilante that’s been running around. 

Daredevil.

“That’s crazy right, I heard he runs around beating the shit out of criminals.” 

“Sounds scary to me.” You add. 

You couldn’t imagine doing that. For a moment your eyes stray to your palms. You swallow. Matt isn’t oblivious to the action. 

“Everything okay?” 

Matt’s concern pulls you out of your straying thoughts. You nod, leaning closer into his arm. 

“I’m great. Let’s hurry back before Daredevil thinks we’re troublemakers and comes after us.” You joke. 

You hope that your voice is convincing enough. You have to assume that it is, because he doesn’t question further. 

The days seem to rush by, so does the pressure for you to complete your work. For the next couple days you’re completely focused on acing each exam. The all nighters have taken a bit of a toll. You didn’t need to look in the mirror to know that. But you push through. One more day and you can get all the sleep that you’ve missed in the last week. Foggy has been texting you frequently to take a break but you just send replies with goofy emojis with a promise that you’ll be free by the time the weekend rolls around. 

Matt has also been keeping tabs. 

“Be careful walking home.” 

You smile at his concern, but you feel a bit guilty. Due to your exhaustion you’d fallen asleep in the library. Since it’s typically open all night, there was really no attendant to kick you out when the doors close. So now you’re leaving the building at two in the morning to get back to your apartment. Sliding your phone into your pocket, you try not to overthink it. Campus police frequents this area and you’re only maybe eight minutes away from your place. Regardless, you increase your pace, clutching your bag closer. The sound of a branch breaking makes you halt, you pause, turning around. 

The street is empty. 

“Damn it.” 

It seems you’ve become paranoid. With a huff, you turn back around shaking your head. When you look up, the guy standing before you makes you jump. You almost scream, but you recognize his face, letting out a breath as you press your hand to your chest. It’s just your former tutor. 

“Geez, Aaron what the hell you scared me.” 

“You shouldn’t be walking home so late.” 

You laugh. 

“I know, Matt said that too.” 

“Maybe I should walk with you.” 

“That’s okay, I’m almost there, thank you though.” 

You walk around him, but he grabs your hand. 

“So you’re too good to get help from me now?” 

Your brows knit as you try to pull your hand back. 

“W-What are you doing, let me go!”

He slides out something from his pocket and you panic when you see the knife. You try to scream, but he grabs you by the mouth, dragging you off to the side of the building. You try to kick, thrash, anything, but he’s strong and you haven’t realized how tired you are until you realize that you’re barely even putting up much of a fight. You’re pushed to the ground and you try to call for help, but he presses the blade to your throat. The tears are prominent. 

“Make a sound and you’ll regret it.” 

You can’t even get the words out. He has you pinned to the ground and you just sob when he starts unbuckling his belt. You just close your eyes, praying for it to be over quickly. All you hear is a grunt and his weight seems to disappear. You open your eyes just in time to see him swing at someone. The blade slices their arm and you just back into the wall as you continue to cry. Your legs are shaking, you know you should probably make a break for it, but you can’t get your body to move. They’re fighting, you can see a fist connect. Then another, and another. When a body drops, you jolt and prepare for it. 

The inevitable. 

Someone walks into your view and you just start wailing. 

“P-Please d-don’t hurt me..” 

You can’t get yourself to do anything but beg. They approach cautiously and it takes a moment for you to realize that whoever it is, they’re holding your backpack. 

“I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” 

He’s dressed in dark clothing, and you can see the bruise on his cheek as well as the blood running down from his upper arm. He holds out the bag for you, and you use the wall to shakily get to your feet. You don’t immediately reach for it. Your eyes stray to Aaron who’s unconscious on the floor. Swallowing, you hesitantly take the bag from his hand, pressing it to your chest protectively. He doesn’t make a move to get any closer and you’re thankful. You finally seem to get a better look at him. There’s a piece of cloth tied over his eyes, right up to the curve of his nose. His hands are also wrapped with what looks like thicker pieces of white cloth, almost like a glove. It’s strange, but you recognize him. 

“Daredevil..” 

You sort of assumed it was just some rumor the college kids started up, but it’s real. 

He’s real. 

“I have to go, you should too. When you’re home, lock the doors and call the police.” 

He turns before you can say anything and as he begins to walk away, you notice the limp in his step. There’s still blood dripping from his injury. 

He’s in pain. 

He got hurt protecting you. 

You have to help, you need to.

“W-Wait!!” 

He freezes, and you find yourself doing the same. You’re still very much terrified, but you can’t in good conscience let him hobble back to wherever he lives like that. Especially after he literally saved your life. 

“I-I live nearby, p-please let me at least clean the wound. If you don’t get treatment it could get infected.” 

He could probably walk into a hospital, but given his nightly escapades, you have an inkling feeling that the chances of him asking for help are slim since he’ll have to explain his injuries. 

“I can take care of myself.” 

He looks like he’s going to leave again, but you take a step. 

“P-Please.” 

You’re pleading now. 

Maybe it’s not entirely about just helping him. Maybe there’s a part of you that’s terrified at the idea of walking home alone now. You just grip your bag, and he looks like he’s considering it. 

“Okay.” 

Your face brightens and you take a few careful steps away from the back of that building. As you move closer to Aaron’s unconscious form, you frown, kicking him in the balls. He just jerks, but doesn’t wake up. 

“Asshole.” 

Daredevil smiles from his spot, and you can’t help but crack one too. 

“S-Sorry.” 

He shakes his head. 

“I think it’s justified given the circumstances.” 

“It is.” You agree. 

Heaving your bag on your shoulder, you point down the street. 

“I-It’s just over there. We should probably hurry, campus security frequents this area.” 

You don’t want to have to explain why you’re aiding and abetting a vigilante. 

He nods, following behind at a reasonable distance. 

[fred-onthemove]

#throwbacktuesday Circa 1992. Musik Taman. #classof1991 #feui91 #collegeband #ilunifebui #bukupestadancinta 😄 #musiktaman #feui91band #goodolddays #collegeyears (at Universitas Indonesia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBgB6qBFkM5/?igshid=14at2fj3qresc

[nonbinary-nature-lover-jeri]

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” - Robert Frost ******************************************* This famous quote from the great American poet, Robert Frost, always reminds me of the time myself and a friend got lost in the woods of North Central Massachusetts. We missed a fork in the trail and kept walking and walking. If we’d have kept going we’d have ended up in New Hampshire. When we came to a pond that that was one of those ponds with fallen trees on the edge, cattails on one end and spookily reflected the 🌙 moon, I knew we were lost. The woods around us were very dark and deep and we did have miles to go before we slept. It was the late seventies, long before everyone had cell phones. So we had to backtrack to the correct trail and walk and walk until we came to a store with a pay phone. Some friends came and picked us up. I was teased about this mercilessly for the remainder of my time in college. ******************************************* #Quote #RobertFrost #Memories #GettingLost #CollegeYears #Massachusetts #WoodsAtNight #SpookyPond #StoryFromMyPast #NewEnglandForest #AskingForHelp

[daybydaywithmercury]

Főiskolai évek 2. / College years 2 🎓

Az 1960-as években London az ifjúsági kultúra Mekkájának számított. A Beatles számított a világ legnépszerűbb zenekarának, de hatalmas sikernek örvendett a Rolling Stones, az Animals, Manfred Mann, Tom Jones, valamint Elvis Presley, a Byrds és Cher is. A televízióban nagyon népszerű lett a különböző popműsorok sugárzása, épp akkoriban kezdődött a híres Top of the Pops című műsor is a BBC-n. Freddie mindent megfigyelt és magába szívott, minden olyan elemet „ellopott” a különböző dalokból, filmekből és divatból, amelyek akkoriban megfogták őt.

Míg Freddie szinte teljes idejét a zene utáni érdeklődés és inspirációk gy��jtése tette ki, valamikor 1967 és 1968 között a főiskolai igazgatója, James Drew felkereste őt. Az igazgató a rengeteg órakihagyásra hivatkozva el szerette volna bocsátani a divattervező szakról, azonban Freddie meggyőzte, hogy hadd menjen át a grafikusképzés szakra. Új szakán olyan szaktársakkal találkozhatott, akik hozzá hasonlóan, szintén rajongtak a zenélésért, ők voltak Chris Smith, akit már ismert régebbről, valamint Nigel Forest és Tim Staffel. Egy volt iskolatárs, Jerry Hibbert, így emlékszik vissza erre az időszakra: „Freddie tűnt ki a többi diák közül, kivéve abban, hogy nagyon szeretett énekelni. Egy-két évvel felettem járt a főiskolán és a kollégiumban a szomszéd szobában lakott. Nagyon jó barátja volt Tim Staffel, akivel nagyon sokat énekeltek együtt.”.

„Az első benyomásom Freddieről az volt, hogy elég hagyománytisztelő. Konzervatívnak tűnt, és akkoriban eszembe sem jutott a szexualitását firtatni. Egyáltalán nem volt felvágós. Határozottan megvolt benne a szerénység. Nem igazán tűnt ki. Ennek ellenére ösztönösen tehetséges előadóművész volt és elképesztő gyorsasággal fejlődött a személyisége.” – mesélte Staffel. Tim Staffel nagyon jó zenész volt, aki ebben az időben már saját bandával büszkélkedhetett. Staffel 1964-ben alapítatta meg az 1984 nevű együttest, melyhez később csatlakozott egy felthami gitáros, Brian May.

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In the 1960s, London was a Mecca for youth culture. The Beatles were considered the most popular band in the world, but the Rolling Stones, Animals, Manfred Mann, Tom Jones, and Elvis Presley, Byrds and Cher also enjoyed huge success. Broadcasting of various pop shows became very popular on television, and the famous Top of the Pops show on the BBC began at that time. Freddie watched and absorbed everything, "stealing" all the elements of the songs, movies and fashion that had captured his at the time.

While Freddie spent almost all his time gathering interest and inspiration for music, sometime between 1967 and 1968, college principal James Drew visited him. The director wanted to drop his from the fashion design department because of the many hours he missed, but Freddie convinced his to go over to the graphic design department. In his new faculty, he met associates who, like him, were also enthusiastic about music, including Chris Smith, who has been known for a long time, and Nigel Forest and Tim Staffel. A former schoolmate, Jerry Hibbert, recalls this period: “Freddie stood out from the rest of the students except he was very love of singing. A year or two above me, he was in college and lived in a dorm next door. He was a very good friend of Tim Staffel, with whom he sang a lot.".

“My first impression of Freddie was that he was quite respectful of tradition. He seemed to be conservative, and at that time I didn't even think about asking about his sexuality. He had no cold cuts at all. There was definitely modesty in it. It didn't really stand out. Nevertheless, he was an instinctively talented performer, and his personality developed at an incredible speed.” - said Staffel. Tim Staffel was a very good musician who already had his own band at that time. Staffel founded the ensemble 1984 in 1964, and was later joined by a Feltham guitarist named Brian May.

[Irodalmak / References:  📚 - David Bret (1996): Borotvaélen, Freddie Mercury története. - Lesley-Ann Jones (2011): Bohemian Rhapsody, The Definitive Biography of Freddie Mercury. - Matt Richards, Mark Langthorne (2019): Bohém Rapszódia.]

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And I said, "let's all meet up in the year 2000. Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown? #collegeyears 📸: @alavalleb (at Universidad Nacional Agraria La Molina - UNALM) https://www.instagram.com/p/B__nRJYpCHQ/?igshid=hk5o767x63cc

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One day

One day I’ll be able to read our texts and not cry.

One day I’ll be able to see an old photo of us and not remember.

One day I’ll forget what it was like to fall asleep in your arms, to hold your hand while you slept.

And one day I’ll come back to write this poem...