College

I don't know how I got here. Events tend to tumble in my direction, unnoticed until they hit me like an 18 wheeler driven by my father. I am this topsy turvy world they call college. As I sit writing this I am on the campus of St. John's University in the room of 510; in the common room, on my suitemate Michael Scott's territory. I hope he doesn't get angry that I am sitting here.

College is alright. It's an extreme change of scenery. Your whole college experience begins right here on this campus. In the morning I wake up to find these two guys in my room. They are compelling, interesting creatures. I am still getting used to them. They seem like cool guys.

I need to get involved in the St. John's Community.

I find myself not working towards my full potential. That needs to change, and fast. When you are digging yourself a hole there is always time to jump out of it before it is too late? When is it too late? I never want to find out. I am fully capable and have been capable my whole life of getting A's. I have done that once. It is time to strive towards that goal once again.

A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.