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Wednesday, October 1, 2003


   Hello. My name is Kevin. And I have a problem...
Today in Broadcasting, we finished off a little ditty that my teacher does each semester called "The Circle of Love" where the class gets in a circle and each person talks about him/herself. Today I went. Here's what I had to say and how it all went down. Paraphrased and not exactly quoted, of course.

Name
Age
Job
Major
Hobbies
Talents
Philosophy
Why are you taking this class?

Me: Hello. My name is Kevin.
Chad [the teacher]: This isn't an AA meeting. (laughter)
Me: My name is Kevin and I have a problem. I'm in Chad's class! (laughter) Ok, ok. I'm 19. I sponge (laughter) off of other people for a living!
Guy in back of class: User!
Other Guy: At least he's honest. (laughter)
Me: My major is undecided. My hobbies are writing parodies to movies and songs. Uh... I like to sing in the car. (laughter)
Chad: Hurry it up. You got two minutes before class ends.
Me: Hm. No pressure. My talents... I think I'm a horrible actor. My entire family says I'm good, even my step-brother who thinks I can't do anything right.
Guy in back of class: Then you must be good. (laughter)
Me: I must be! (laughter) My philosophy is "go through life with a sense of humor. If you don't, then one day you'll wake up and realize you don't get it.
Guy in back of class: That's good! (laughter)
Other Guy: Yeah, it is. (laughter)
Me: Yeah, and I'm taking this class because I'm thinking of majoring in Broadcasting. And that's it.
Chad: Ok, now give Kevin a hand while you walk out of the class.

Yeah, we were pretty much at the point where we'd laugh at anything. Even Chad's corny porno jokes.

Also, it took me a nice half hour (or maybe even a full hour) to find a parking space today. Obviously, some of these people want to get killed, because I was about 3 seconds away from intentionally ramming into the next person who cut me off. Hey, people die everyday. And if I gotta commit suicide to stop people from cutting me off in the school parking lot, then I'm willing to make that sacrifice.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go clean up my indescribibly filthy car. Then go drop something off at the dry cleaners.

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