So, I just trekked over to the college to
purchase my textbook for class tonight. (You will note that “textbook” is
singular!) First of all, I exercised my
right to be thrifty by renting my book instead of purchasing it, thereby saving
myself $30.00. That will help to
compensate for the money I lost by withdrawing from Spanish. (I told you I should be committed. By the way, does anyone want to buy a Spanish-English dictionary?)
Fortunately for me, being fickle isn’t a
symptom of insanity. Seriously, I
have a valid reason for dropping that particular class. (I know what you’re thinking-haven’t we heard
this from you before?) Well...yes. But this is different, really.
I anticipate that I will be starting a new job soon, with what will be
for me, a longer commute than I am accustomed to. Considering I am so anal about my grades, I
felt it would behoove me to take one class that I can excel in (Psychology of
Aging-ya think?), rather than achieve mediocre grades in multiple classes. Furthermore,
I don’t want to overextend myself. I
will need full concentration to learn a new job.
So I’m in line with all of the kiddies in the
college book store. Very apropos that
the book I was holding was Psychology of Aging, while they had colorful socks,
bubble gum, wild earrings, and, oh yeah, some textbooks. I was actually quite embarrassed, and tried in
futility to conceal mine.
One
of the older students in my Communications class had indicated that the
students attending day classes were dressed as if they were in a fashion show.
Could’ve fooled me! That is, unless it
was a “Fruit of the Loom” fashion
show!
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