Ok, I’m glad everyone’s back for school and all – getting to go out with my bitches and just have the time of our lives every night like it’s out last night you know – but to be honest I’m pretty sick of this whole school thing. I mean, it’s syllabus week (one of the guys in my boyfriend’s house calls it “Chill-abus Week” which I know is overused but it’s funny when he says it because that’s why he’s saying it).
If we even learned anything during this week then maybe I would reconsider my view on the subject but frankly I’ve thought about it enough. Let’s look at the facts: No one cares about syllabus week (duh) and everyone cares about going out and having a legen-wait for it-dary night (that’s a joke from this show I watch).
I remember this one time last year when one of my professors tried to give me an assignment on the second class of the year. You know what I did? Yeah, that’s right. I laughed in. His. Face. Like, are you kidding me…? Yeah right, old man, I’ve got shit to do. I’ve got new sisters to recruit and commitments, you know? Ever heard of commitments? Didn’t think so, that word’s probably too big for your old brain. But whatever.
Anyways, recruitment is happening at the same time school is happening. Is that a joke? Am I an octopus? Can I be in eight different places at the same time? Didn’t think so. But again, whatever. I mean, I guess I could just get kicked out of my sorority for not upholding my responsibilities, but whatever I guess. I’ll just not have friends and live like Cho Cho Win over there studying all by himself. I mean, I guess that’s the life this school wants for its students apparently. But whatever.