First Day Of School

The first day of school, the official start and the beginning of the end. What I thought about college is yet to be refuted. It generally is high school but on a larger scale, very large. When you walk through the halls of high school there is a self centeredness that you carry around with, not on purpose, but simply because of the environment. College has this too, the only difference is now everyone has the chance to see it. Allow me to explain. In high school there is a structured order to things. Walk on the right. No smoking while in uniform. Clap once if you hear me, clap twice. Jump because I told you so. Order is  what keeps the walls from caving in, we're told, but in college that linear way of thinking can be seen in the face. To get to the goal with glazed eyes, seeing but not taking it all in.
Today was an interesting first day, as I began my unexpected and unwanted commute but what can you do?
Waking up at four in the morning wasn't ideal but I love my college thus far, despite the fact they won't house me.
But back to school itself, or at least the people. I think that day was freshman and hormone day because there was that feel in the air. The feeling that someone is watching you or ogling someone around you but multiplied by a thousand. It seems that the solemn handshake between the opposite sexes will no longer do. Everyone wants deep hugs and eye contact. That's when I realized that I may only be prepared for the work aspect of college.
I am very confident in my ability to attain friends, that is almost too easy, however I do doubt my ability to entertain any ideas of a relationship outside of friendship. My friends from high school labeled me asexual. I have male friends and female friends but I find no interest in either. In fact I find relationships to be an annoyance afforded with the human need to be social. So you can see why, when I was asked to lunch by a classmate, let's call him P, I hesitated. Not because boys are icky, because trust me girls are worse, but because I didn't know his intentions. As old fashioned as that may sound it is true. I generally shy away from the opposite sex mostly because of that, and also because girls are easier to manipulate.
So school and sex seem to have some kind of unspoken bond that is bubbling up to the surface and my inexperience in the latter makes communication very difficult.
My thoughts on what the first day of school was like is simply put as a force of feelings. Everyone carried their baggage on their faces and outside of their linear paths to a common goal there was nothing, but me...so now what?