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So yeah, after years of wasting lots money and time, I finally got on the ball and got my associates in Liberal Arts. I'll be off to a university this fall. I'd be happier if it weren't for the fact that my brother, who is a mere year and a half older than me, just got his masters. Also, my little sister will likely be getting her degree before me too. But I can be sure that I've had at least twice as much fun as the two of them combined, so it's not all shame here.
Looking back at my college career, I have to say: there's not much to look at, and most of it is embarrassing. My first three semesters at a Tennessee university were spent mainly getting fucked up and sleeping well into the afternoon. I was given the boot for academic and judicial reasons (I even had to promise I would not attempt to return to that university. They refused to give me a copy of my transcript until I had done so in writing. Who knew the Dean of Judicial Affairs had such a crappy sense of humor?) and left with roughly a semester's worth of college credit.
But I'm back on track now. I have a plan and everything. It has two parts:
1. Go to school
2. While in school, wait for next plan to make itself apparent
Hell yeah! I'm off to take the world by the scrotum. Watch me go. |
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