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when did college become so laborious?
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i don't remember it being this hard the first time around...
...or in my second pass
but this time around i am having my head handed to me on a plate...
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all i remember from my previous college was days lounging around outside...
...or watching the sun set and then rise at the coffee cartel
hanging out with all the punk bands (celery, poe's music for weirdos, nil8, MU330, and ultrafink) into the early hours (especially in Cicero's when you still played in the death-fire-trap basement)...
...or skipping class in the cafeteria while hafez and hoss tried to scare people
and nick and bryan who did succeed in driving away the masses with their antics...
...or being late to class cause everyone was in my room watching porn at 10am
and staying up all night singing odd songs with mike, chris, adam, and adam (i would pay money for a copy of those tapes)...
...or tossing mops into the other adam's shower and turning out the lights as we ran away
and passing out in the front lawn with a bottle of whiskey on my birthday...
...trashing the catholic high schooler's car for parking in our lot and leaving her doors unlocked
or taking class about depictions of evolution theories through science fiction...
...being chased by chris in only a towel around the third floor
or the guys stealing my clothes and all walking around in my odd vintage dresses...
...waking up on nick's floor to his mom almost stepping on me at least twice a week
working full-time in the psych. facility and part-time as a children's social worker...
...making fun of pat and his pink scrubs (they were not raspberry)
cramming the night before and writing my paper on adam's computer as he slept...
...getting in trouble for skateboarding through the honour's college dorm
not turning in my independent study paper until the end of the following semester...
...using the 'b' file full of beer while editing the magazine (really playing games on the computer all night and watching more porn or movies about wrong rodeo clowns)
having josh teach me only the dirty words in russian...
...showing buttercup her first porn
smoking lots of cigarettes with tabby while getting drunk in the back of her pickup truck...
...having that 'questionable' photo of me turn up in a certain magazine that adam found and i think still has stashed away
having dale get drunk and tell tales of traveling with the carnival while playing the guitar and singing to everyone...
...and that infamous hot tub party, of the horror of it the next day
and paxton's ability to drink us all under the table...
...jim's sweet but ancient caddy
mikey's inability to smell and the humor this could cause...
(there were just so many people...so many incredible odd moments)
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i mean, there was studying and massive paper writing (re-writing, turning in the same one into as many classes as possible)...
...more paper writing and knocking out novels in a night
tests and more tests in giant lecture halls (then hanging out with your professor as he smoked his pipe and made fun of his own test)...
...i don't remember much studying, i remember just being a menace to the college
...
now all i do is study, freak out about class, have my assignments pile up, and suffocate on homework...
...and i'm only taking three classes instead of five to six
and i'm only working one job, not one and a half...
...
sorry to ramble...
...i liked college back then
i definitely don't like college now...
...
when did college become so laborious?
...
i don't remember it being this hard the first time around...
...or in my second pass
but this time around i am having my head handed to me on a plate...
...
all i remember from my previous college was days lounging around outside...
...or watching the sun set and then rise at the coffee cartel
hanging out with all the punk bands (celery, poe's music for weirdos, nil8, MU330, and ultrafink) into the early hours (especially in Cicero's when you still played in the death-fire-trap basement)...
...or skipping class in the cafeteria while hafez and hoss tried to scare people
and nick and bryan who did succeed in driving away the masses with their antics...
...or being late to class cause everyone was in my room watching porn at 10am
and staying up all night singing odd songs with mike, chris, adam, and adam (i would pay money for a copy of those tapes)...
...or tossing mops into the other adam's shower and turning out the lights as we ran away
and passing out in the front lawn with a bottle of whiskey on my birthday...
...trashing the catholic high schooler's car for parking in our lot and leaving her doors unlocked
or taking class about depictions of evolution theories through science fiction...
...being chased by chris in only a towel around the third floor
or the guys stealing my clothes and all walking around in my odd vintage dresses...
...waking up on nick's floor to his mom almost stepping on me at least twice a week
working full-time in the psych. facility and part-time as a children's social worker...
...making fun of pat and his pink scrubs (they were not raspberry)
cramming the night before and writing my paper on adam's computer as he slept...
...getting in trouble for skateboarding through the honour's college dorm
not turning in my independent study paper until the end of the following semester...
...using the 'b' file full of beer while editing the magazine (really playing games on the computer all night and watching more porn or movies about wrong rodeo clowns)
having josh teach me only the dirty words in russian...
...showing buttercup her first porn
smoking lots of cigarettes with tabby while getting drunk in the back of her pickup truck...
...having that 'questionable' photo of me turn up in a certain magazine that adam found and i think still has stashed away
having dale get drunk and tell tales of traveling with the carnival while playing the guitar and singing to everyone...
...and that infamous hot tub party, of the horror of it the next day
and paxton's ability to drink us all under the table...
...jim's sweet but ancient caddy
mikey's inability to smell and the humor this could cause...
(there were just so many people...so many incredible odd moments)
...
i mean, there was studying and massive paper writing (re-writing, turning in the same one into as many classes as possible)...
...more paper writing and knocking out novels in a night
tests and more tests in giant lecture halls (then hanging out with your professor as he smoked his pipe and made fun of his own test)...
...i don't remember much studying, i remember just being a menace to the college
...
now all i do is study, freak out about class, have my assignments pile up, and suffocate on homework...
...and i'm only taking three classes instead of five to six
and i'm only working one job, not one and a half...
...
sorry to ramble...
...i liked college back then
i definitely don't like college now...
...