Long boring stories about me: Starting College

Jul 16, 2004 23:17

As those of you who have been paying attention know, my Daddy was a psychology teacher at the local Community college. He did free counseling for his students, which left me with oodles of time to run amok around the social science department, harassing the students and conning the secretaries out of cookies and candy. (This is very easy to do, as ( Read more... )

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thatgirly December 19 2005, 23:21:59 UTC
Mmmm... recess. Is there anything better in life? With so many things, your anticipation builds throughout the day, but once the event happens, it rarely lives up to expectations. But with recess, when you're little, that's the greatest thing *evar*, it's the pinnacle of possible expectations. It's the thing to which all others fail to comapare, so when that bell rings, joy! well, except when you get hit in the face with a kickball and have to spend the rest of recess with the nurse.
Ok, not trying to threadjack, so I'll just say
at the tender age of 12(and a half) I was a full fledged college studentJust... wow.

--glitch

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