Week-at-a-glance. The Convocation Lunch. Different hours at Rogan’s. Freshman vomiting outside of a Circles party.
All of these things make us aware that this summer is over. For the first time in months, I have to go to real class. That’s not to say that class in L.A. wasn’t real – that’s to say that it was infrequent, and, as far as Government and Media was concerned, useless.
Although my first class isn’t until noon, I dread walking into Friends knowing that for those fifty minutes, I am prisoner to the professor in front of me. So what have I been doing to prepare to live on someone else’s terms for two more semesters, to get over this daunting steeple ahead of me?
I bought a planner. I’ve recently realized that I never know what’s going on. Nor do I know when it’s going on. So I got this planner, which, thus far, only has the time and location of my first class written in it. I’ll probably ditch it by October first. Now, it’s one of those things that, at the time being, I’m hopeful of, like Jordan saying that he “really wants to get good grades this semester, I know I always say it, but I’m really gonna try.” I know that in a few weeks, I’ll be tired of carrying it around and feeling like a nerd. I’m just gonna reassure myself that “I’ll remember _____,” until whatever-it-is occurs, someone reminds me of it, and I’ll think, “damn, if I only had that planner.”
I headed up to the lunch on campus where I invented the omnivore burger: A beef pattie and a veggie pattie on a bun. Twice the meet, half the carbs. Vegetarians may be shaking their heads at this, and I do apologize, because I think when I put the veg pat on, the tongs may have grazed the beef pat. Get over yourselves. I do apologize, though. While I was on campus, I ran into some old friends, immersed myself in the campus and came to terms with the fact that I’d be spending a fair amount of time up there in the coming weeks. I even got a shout out WICB. Thanks, Aaron Terkel.
Lastly, perhaps most importantly, I’ve given a final salute to summer, a season I’ve been reveling in since my flight left for Los Angeles January 10th. With plenty of Natty from Rog’s, an invitation to the Circles, and a beautiful night to swill, I took down the last sips of summer.
Goodnight, and see you on campus, if you can will yourself up there.