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Today, I was thinking about how I'll be more than settled into college life in just a year. The idea of going to an unfamiliar town, living away from that sense of home, and being absolutely forced to meet new people is huge to me. I am beyond unprepared for it. But, I'll suck it up. I'm likeable, quirky, and cute. I'll manage.
I registered for Senior Day at Southeastern. That means a forty minute car ride at an early hour with both of my parents. My mom oughta make us late which should be followed by a screaming match between the two for a good five to ten minutes. Then, once they calm down they'll say all this stuff about their first days of college which isn't that terrible. As soon as they get there, my mom will critique everything there in an annoying fashion. My dad will make jokes that shouldn't be funny, but I'll laugh at them anyway because anything else would be uncomfortable. We'll look at the dorms, so it will give my mother an opportunity to disspell the idea of living away from home because she never did. But, next year, I'll end up there anyway. I think it's pretty apparent that I am not psyched about this part of the college applications, entrance, whatever.
My brother Justin said he might go to SELU for graduate school. If this is the case, he'll be going next fall. I have a feeling that my mom and dad would call often to have him "check up on me." He will then proceed to call me via cell, "Hey man. You alive? Ok. Good. Are we going to Baton Rouge on Friday? Ok. Good. Want to go get a drink? Ha ha. Only kidding about that one. ...unless you're buying." Well, at least it won't seem so far from home if he goes too.
I registered for Senior Day at Southeastern. That means a forty minute car ride at an early hour with both of my parents. My mom oughta make us late which should be followed by a screaming match between the two for a good five to ten minutes. Then, once they calm down they'll say all this stuff about their first days of college which isn't that terrible. As soon as they get there, my mom will critique everything there in an annoying fashion. My dad will make jokes that shouldn't be funny, but I'll laugh at them anyway because anything else would be uncomfortable. We'll look at the dorms, so it will give my mother an opportunity to disspell the idea of living away from home because she never did. But, next year, I'll end up there anyway. I think it's pretty apparent that I am not psyched about this part of the college applications, entrance, whatever.
My brother Justin said he might go to SELU for graduate school. If this is the case, he'll be going next fall. I have a feeling that my mom and dad would call often to have him "check up on me." He will then proceed to call me via cell, "Hey man. You alive? Ok. Good. Are we going to Baton Rouge on Friday? Ok. Good. Want to go get a drink? Ha ha. Only kidding about that one. ...unless you're buying." Well, at least it won't seem so far from home if he goes too.