I really need to shake this mental image of myself as a total wallflower that never attracts any sort of attention. It hasn't been true since high school, at the very least. And yet every time one of my classmates greets me by name in the hallways or stops to talk to me in the library, I get a little freaked out that they know my name, what the hell. Even though, really, of course they know my name, professors call me by name because I talk as much or more than anyone else in most of my classes. And I wear bright colours, and I smile at people. Duh.

It probably helps that once you get into the core third-year English classes, you end up with the same people in most of the rooms. Ech.