I rule the school!
Here in the middle of BU’s campus, waiting for Carly so’s we can go to Best Buy and get her an Xbox game. Nice day, cool in the shade finally, wearing my new sneakers. Phone, camera, and MP3 player charged up. Ready for anything!
Well, ready for sitting on my ass, anyway. It’s strange watching all these students mill about, beginning their journey into education. Or their journey into beer pong, the limit of Febreeze vs. pot smoke, roofies, and several thousand gallons of puke. But education is in there somewhere. They begin their journey as I begin mine, though never the twain shall meet. I can identify with them no more than I can identify with moon people, though I have a sneaking suspicion that I probably have more in common with moon people.
Anyway, the point is that I am heading off to my own education. Reeducation in the School of Life! Yeah! I’m majoring in Self-Reconstruction with a minor in Introspection, man! I’m gonna graduate with honors, get a master’s in Experience! Head of a class of one! Paying off student loans from…uh. I ran out of shitty metaphors.
Maybe the real point is that college girls are hot, and goddamn do I love tits!