Yesterday marked a milestone in my so called life. College orientation. Again.
Our mascot is a wolf that looks suspiciously like a furry I saw at pride last year. I received a book bag full of freebies. The best was a window sticker for the back window of my car. Nothing looks classier than that.
My classes start next Tuesday. One is a creative writing class since I bombed that section on my entrance exam. This was exceedingly hysterical to me because 3,388 blog hits last month could have told them that.
Now I just need to bleach half my head blond, stop showering, and buy some skinny jeans.
I’ve blogged in the past about my chosen career and its eventual fading away. I felt it was time to switch gears and as I approach forty to embark on another path. This led me to sitting in a large auditorium with hundreds of people just like me. Okay, a dozen people like me and hundreds of nineteen year olds. Smelly, texting nineteen year olds. I can say smelly because half way through the lecture on balancing your school work with your parents help and me thinking “my parents are eighty, and probably aren’t the best help on Calculus” the skate boarder next to me with the half bleached blond hair started to chat me up. He totally wants to like meet up and totally check out the gym. I responded that it would be totally fetch.
Our mascot is a wolf that looks suspiciously like a furry I saw at pride last year. I received a book bag full of freebies. The best was a window sticker for the back window of my car. Nothing looks classier than that.
My classes start next Tuesday. One is a creative writing class since I bombed that section on my entrance exam. This was exceedingly hysterical to me because 3,388 blog hits last month could have told them that.
Now I just need to bleach half my head blond, stop showering, and buy some skinny jeans.
good luck going back to school. It should be fun
ReplyDeleteSo- what are you heading back to study?? Besides skatepunk anatomy that is. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI went back and finished my degree in graphic Design and graduated in 2007. When I took the entrance exam in english I did well enough that I was exempt from the required english classes... I was informed that "Rarely" happens. Contrast and compare Stevie my boy! That's all they want to know that you can do... translate real life into understandable events. I know you can do that! And you will love the lectures where most students are furiously texting/gaming/porning while the poor lecturer attempts to get them to engage... yah, college when you are older is a hoot!
ReplyDeleteGood for you Stevie.. I wish I had the courage to go back to college
ReplyDeleteStop trying to use 'fetch'. It is NOT going to happen.
ReplyDeleteThanks for getting that.
ReplyDeleteMore power to you! Especially for having to deal with 19 year olds.
ReplyDeleteYou had me rolling with "skinny jeans". Never been sure why college boys that weigh 98 lbs want to make their legs look even thinner by wearing skinny jeans.
ReplyDeletegoodluck
ReplyDeleteSteve, I remember you and me in high school....HOT...You as a college boy makes me shiver....Get your Ziggy sheets ready young man.
ReplyDeleteI got an A in creative writing.
ReplyDeleteYou'll be great. Knock em dead. Showing most of the students what soap looks like should do that on it's own.
ReplyDeleteAppropriately enough, the word I have to type under the comments box to prove I'm not a robot is... sarki.
I nominate StevieB in two categories: "Most likely to succeed" and "Most likely to make the mascot howl".
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