Diary of a scholar.

As the summer winds down, school is back in session, and the days just seem to drag on longer than they should. I'm not sure if it's a bad or good thing though. So it's back to me sitting in this $25 rolling chair i bought from ikea for 16 of the 24 hours of the day. The Good ol' dead Sunday to Wednesday. Which leaves me to have extra time to #1: blog, #2: leisure reading, #3: think beyond the surface, and #4 gain weight doing absolutely nothing but excercising my brain cells. Summer = brainlessly excercising the body, Fall & Spring = Excercising the brain leads to gaining body weight. Since I'm back on that school grind, the first days of school after observing three years of college never seem to not entertain me. I'll speak for the people who, like me, go to school just because. We're not really FULLY completely motivated to graduate but rant on about wanting to get outta college, but deep down in their hearts, would KILL to live the college life FOREVER if it wasnt so pricey & embarassing to be in school that long.

Anyway, what "WE" do on the first few days of school:

First Day: We do the usual, head to class, find the perfect seat where we can look like we're paying attention but still be on our phones under the tables, behind a fat/big person, or some eye candy we just saw sitting across the room. While the teacher reads us the syllabus as if we don't know how to read, we're scoping out the cuties in the room, potential friends, lovers, hookups, eye relaxers, anything that'll get our motivate us to never miss a single class that semester. We spot out where they sit, we memorize, plot, and plan out how we will somehow win our way over next to them the next class session.

Next Class meeting: We don't completely show up early so you can sit right next to them, because what happens if theyre late and they don't get that seat they were just sitting in? I lose. We show up a good 5 - 7 minutes before class begins. Sit down innocently and plot the most stupidest but most relevant question to the ONE thing the professor said during his explanation of complete ZzZ's. After class is over, we turn around to that cutie and ask them that question hoping they'll answer it eventhough you know exactly what the answer is or could give a rat's *** to what the answer is. Whatever the answer is, you then go on to introduce yourself etc..and Oh Heyyy...the next class, and the one after that, you've become friends! And the fire begins....

Third class meeting and the meetings after: You can show up late to class or whatever because everyone pretty much knows where everyones seated and whos seat is who. And while youre thinking of ways to get to know each other better, ways to woo his heart into the palm of your hands, your eyes begin to droop, brain begins to fart, and your body falls into a deep food coma thanks to the lecture thats SOOO boring to handle you end up doing this:

and pretty much from then on, you do the same thing until semester so nothing ends up happening. The fire has died, the semester is over, and you move onto the next semester hoping, waiting, and wishing for the fire to last a little longer than two classes.