Every fall, we college kids fool ourselves into thinking that we're going to act like the semi-adults we are and actually pay attention in our classes. Unfortunately, the first few chapters of our ridiculously expensive text books are the only ones that get read. Then the slacking starts. Freshman year, we slack off in our core classes and tell ourselves that we'll magically turn into diligent students when we start taking courses for our majors. Then we realize that it's all the same.
Apathy runs rampant on college campuses from coast to coast. I couldn't take myself seriously after I started passing notes to a friend in a particularly boring upper level advertising class in my sophomore year. Daydreaming and doodling are also very popular, I tend to stick to either dreaming of my plans of world domination or drawing random shapes and then filling them in with my gel pen, however some people take it to the extreme.
Case in point: two sheets of looseleaf paper found in the digital classroom of our Communications building. One was a paper with a stream of consciousness that was so random that I actually wanted to find this girl and help her seek pyschiatric treatment, and the other was a list titled, "Things I Want to Do."
Things [she] Want[s] to Do:
- take dance classes
- have an awesome apartment
- have a fun/exciting/good/fuck the world job
- take up fun activities
The second piece of paper was decidedly more bizarre. At the top of the page was her name written in bubbly letters over and over, along with what I'd assume to be her current boyfriend's last name because they're going to get married!! lol! Underneath is a daring declaration that "Marist College sucks the giant ball sack" and finally, the words "Larry, I love you."
Welcome to crazyville... population: YOU.