That has to be one of the most imaginative titles I've ever come up with... yeah, I know it's sad.
Following an early-morning pushover of an examination, I have completed my sixth semester in this haven of higher learning. I sold back whatever text books they would take and I have 54 dollars cash in my pocket. There's just something about such a horrible resale value that pisses you off. Especially the books that you hardly ever opened or the one still in the shrink wrapping. All I know is, I'm done with Gen-Ed, I've got a rather easy semester left to go, and I'm getting to the point that I can actually make something out of my life. While the return-on-investment of my education may yet be several years into the future, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, even though it's not quite here yet.
What's the point of my narcissistic, nostalgic rant you might ask. Boredom. Yes folks, everyone has left town, and I'm bored.
Jeff C.
