Hapless while Hellish Homework Hungers

As a kid in high school, I honestly didn't try too hard. For some reason or another, every single kid in my school knew that. How? Who knows? Maybe my best friend secretly put a webcam in my room to make money off a peep-show here or there. But either way, I sure as hell never studied. I think I studied the most for AP Physics though (that would be a grand total of two hours, and that was right before the test, right after I had woken up. Smooth, I know) ; it's a real shame that my score was only a 2. And that was on Mechanics for Pete's sake. Typically, the tests I didn't study for I got a 5 on. Coincidence? I think not. Maybe I should sell my philosophy to one of those SAT prep things. I'm sure I'd make loads of cash.

Maybe ending up at NYU was a good thing for me. My parents had always wanted me to go to Harvard, but my own dream had been to go to Stanford (not like there's much difference, hah, but California's always nice :P). Of course, much like the rest of the class of 2012, I was raped anally by the college admissions process, but here I am! At a good school! In New York City, where I have lots of things to do.... like meet homeless people! Buy pot in the nearby park! And yes, even watch choreographed Star Wars duels. Yes, planned out Star Wars duels with those expensive lightsabers. Tell me that ain't awesome.

School's been easy, but rough to adjust to initially. I honestly started off with a really nice schedule, with mainly morning classes and a 3 1/2 day weekend. I was the envy of the party. A friend of mine, who's a dancer, has class for nearly nine hours. NINE HOURS. Holy shit. I don't know whether they're discussing Nietzche or Freud in Pilates class, but that seems a bit ridiculous. Either way, the homework for my classes have started to pile up. I mean, heck, it's nowhere near the AP English levels... yet (that would be around a 10-page essay weekly) but it might be getting there soon. I've actually started not to procrastinate, which was a big shock to everyone, including my roommates (those consummate procrastinators!) and my mother, who absolutely refused to believe I had stopped procrastinating. Times change, dontcha think?

Classes have been interesting, to say the least. My econ class looks more like a football game, we nearly watched softcore porn in Western Civ, and there was intellectual discourse (!) in my history class. After hearing about how supply-side works (by the way? It doesn't) I was sickened to the core, to the point where my eyelashes were curling up by themselves, but the liberalness of my history class made me wet. I think I'm still thanking the Lord that I don't have any science/math classes for my time here. Well, I should probably get to my all-nighter. I sure as hell know I'm not done here (and neither is Chutzpah, it seems :) )

Achtung baby,
Penguin