Wow, here we go, first day of college and right off the bat im already annoyed. An 8 hour convocation, are they serious. I mean come on its the first day, something like 4-5 hours would be more manageable and it wouldn’t kill my entire day. I already have to wake up an hour and a half because of that fact that it is in Manhattan and they want us to stay there for 8 hours, that bbq better be worth it. Then maybe i should have just gone to Brooklyn College, it’s 15 minutes away and my friend said that he doesn’t have this 8 hour convocation to sit through and pretend he doesn’t want to kill himself like i’ll be. I really hope its worth it.
O cool they’re fixing up the kings highway platform, wait so where do i enter to get on the Q. I guess ill just follow the signs. O thank god a seat on the train. Wait that book i was supposed to read, are they gonna give us a test? If they give a test im gonna be so pissed. Keep us there for 8 hours, test us on a book and have to travel by train for an hour, what caused me to go there anyway, o yea procrastination. Wait I should have bought the book with me, eh pretty sure they aren’t gonna test us on it… hopefully. No it’s time to focus and remember what it was about, wait what was the title again? Pretty sure it had something to do with 9/11. Whatever ill ask some of my friends when i get there. I wonder how i am gonna kill this hour everyday. I’ll probably have reading to do so i guess i can do it during this ride, funny how im asking to have reading for homework, i hate reading. Hope they don’t assign too much reading though. I wonder how it’s gonna differ from high school other than the size of the school. O well who cares. That was a really disturbing South Park episode, i hope they didn’t cancel it, no they couldn’t have canceled it. I wonder if i could doze off for a bit, i have 7 stops left. 6 stops. 4. 3. This has got to be the longest hour of my life no question, longer than when i had math with Ms. Bang who’s accent i couldn’t understand. I wonder if it says the names of my teacher on my schedule. O wow.
I wonder how im gonna spend these breaks, some of them are two hours long, that is just ridiculous. If only we got to choose our classes, then i wouldn’t have a 2 hour break between Sociology and Math or Political Science and English. Finally, 14 st, now to walk to another train.
There it is, Baruch, i really hope this hour trip will be worth it. 18 years of my life has led up to this moment, me in front of this building and, wait is it this building? Or is it that one? Hmm, 23rd st, so it’s that one but why in the old building, o well here we go.