...10 am classes have sent me to yooooooouuu.
I'm not complaining about 10 am classes. I like them a lot, actually, since it means I get to groom in the morning. And I am all about the positive today. I may never escape Happy Valley, but that don't mean I can't be happy while I'm here.
Anecdote of the awesome, which if I've talked to you in person in the last 48 hours I've already shared and quoted ad nauseum:
Two clearly freshmen girls were wandering the JKB on the first day of class and I happened to overhear their distressed conversation, which was was as follows -
"Oh my GOSH! Where are the vending machines?Are there even vending machines in this building?! I don't know..."
"College is SO HARD!!!! Why can't I just major in cheerleading?"
"I know!"
"You would if you could, right?"
"Oh, definitely. Though I'd probably take a few aerobic dance classes or whatever."
"...yeah, I guess so..."
Thank you, ladies. Thank you. Because I now know I'm going to be okay, and you two are going to be okay, and indeed we all shall be just fine. So go on, get out there, and major in cheerleading.
1 comments:
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! That's better than when I found two freshman boys who'd been lost on the first floor of the HFAC for half an hour.
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