It’s been one month since the first day of school. There are some stark differences between this round of school and the last (1988):

This time, I actually go to class
Last time, I was too hung over, still drunk or stoned

This time, I actually have my books
Last time, I figured why bother, I bought the philosphy book, but lost it soon after

This time, I take notes
Last time, I didn’t even bring paper

This time, I’m doing homework
Last time, I wasn’t aware there was homework

I think I may have been to class more times in the last month, than I was the entire semester at WSU (Winona State University). I not just the lack of alcohol, drugs or cigarettes… I’m more grown up… can u believe I said that? “Holy rusted metal Batman.”… what’s the world coming to?