What Commies Do On Sunday Nights
I’m excited for next semester! Really though, I think I’m going to have a lot of fun. Do you know why? Well good classes with my favorite professors, but I’m gonna prolly quit my job. Yep, at Starbucks. I can’t handle having no time anymore. At first it was fine, but I just had a really bad week. So bad, in fact, every hour had something scheduled for it.
My schedule included no time for friends and just hanging out. I’m a people person; I HAVE to talk to people and just chill. If I don’t, I get all unexcited. But I finally started hanging out again on Friday night. KSCL threw a DJ party with two live shows. It was after that show (spending most of the time finishing homework down the hall) that I hung out in Rotary Suites with Rachel, Dan, and Emily. Here’s the catch. I had to be at work at 5:30am the next morning. I stayed in Rachel’s room until 3-something. I really just didn’t care about work. My schedule sucks and I feel that I’m like this huge help at Starbucks when there’s so little.
I NEED to focus more on school. So this is my plan – to be a real college student. I never was a real high school student because I worked, but now I’m ready. I’m really ready. I’M SO READY!! Okay, so enough about that, but here’s some advice – don’t get over involved with work and with four or five organizations. Because there's school too.
So what about my title? Emily, Dan, and I hung out again tonight. We went to the ghetto Popeye’s (as people call it). After spending a lot of time eating chicken, checking Dan’s teeth for crud, and sliding around on the slick floor, we ended up in one of the 10-minute parking spots for Cline. We wasted more than ten minutes there talking about commie (Communication major) things – like how we need shirts and need to have a bake sale. Blink. We did all this chit-chat next-to a car with it’s (BLINK) emergency flashers on (required when parked in the 10-minute zone). (BLINK) And I’m taking more COMM classes next term. (BLINK) And maybe more hours. (BLINK) And more time with the radio station. (BLINK) And with the yearbook. (BLINK) And CEA (Centenary's Environmental Organization). (BLINK) AND SCHOOL!
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-JonnyBoy Schleuss
