College Should be as Fun as Miley Cyrus Twerking

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal">As I read Matt’s post yesterday about <a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2013/08/hate-mom-but-love-son.html" target="_blank">Ryno’s first day ofcollege</a> I thought back to when I went to college way back in the day.  I had all these crazy ideas about college and how it would change me. I thought that just by going to college I would suddenly be an outgoing, popular guy who had social skills. I think I also believed that I would magically be able to dance and the babes would be all over me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-3FOdeDmVySfIMnsYfv_3Rzs9TsHNp0kGMwwi4JnoqcJ4Djh_8B3XCQqJnupMeSl5NzZ1idEqnWxg_StvuRve4KLvq_q0BK5tDM_UU7BlOTYy5rHYr8_y5xfNdeZPPsv5QQJHMegN_VE/s1600/Jay+Ozzy+T+Shirt+Sexy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-3FOdeDmVySfIMnsYfv_3Rzs9TsHNp0kGMwwi4JnoqcJ4Djh_8B3XCQqJnupMeSl5NzZ1idEqnWxg_StvuRve4KLvq_q0BK5tDM_UU7BlOTYy5rHYr8_y5xfNdeZPPsv5QQJHMegN_VE/s1600/Jay+Ozzy+T+Shirt+Sexy.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p><br /></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Shockingly this didn’t happen. I was the same awkward and shy nerd that I had always been. In fact my freshmen year was incredibly boring. I really didn’t do anything much at all. There were none of the big parties that I expected to be attending every weekend. None of the babes hanging all over me that I expected. And when my dorm had some kind of party or dance I would only go and hang out for a little while and then leave. Alone. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />My roommate was a really strange guy. He was a junior architecture major and wasn’t around all that much. We got along great though. Of course, when you only actually see each other once a week, it’s easy to get along.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />I didn’t spend all my time in my room watching my little black and white TV though. We had a pool table and ping pong table in the basement. So, that is where I spent most of my weekend nights. Oh sure, there were a few weekends where I would hang out over in another dorm with some other dudes and we would drink beer or anything else that somebody got his hands on and watch a movie (porn). #Thuglife<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Sometimes while I was playing ping pong with the other anti-social nerds in the basement at 2 a.m. on a Friday night one of the cool guys with his cool girlfriend would wander through. I always loved that “oh look ... that poor loser is playing ping pong on a Friday night” look from those girls which always made me feel good about myself. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Most of the fun I had at college, and the closest things ever got to the college experience that I had envisioned, happened in my second year. That’s the year I met Big J, Little J, and S. Those are the guys that I went on the road trips with. And the guys that I actually got out and went to parties and other social functions with.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />After that year Big J and Little J both moved back to California because it was too boring in Arkansas. I should have moved there with them. Then S got married about a year later. Actually he and his girlfriend dated for almost 12 months, then got married and THEN she moved out less than three months later. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />For me college ended up being a colossal waste of time and money. I have a degree in Human Resource Management that has proven to be even more useless that you can imagine. It’s my own fault though because I didn’t stick with a major that I enjoyed and excelled in. I started out as a political science and history major and stupidly switched over to HR. Had stayed with my original major college would have been a more enjoyable and positive experience academically.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Of course God has a plan for all of us and for me it was to eventually become a world famous internet radio star rocking the house at the VMA’s with Miley Cyrus. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9WDqZLJEH5kTT-Vc-6uopIfo-mIruV3F-unRtdxBFnrugw_z5eyBXE9ONm2QQhLVlGlXzllQPPxj23s-S6fLAEVWNRKFWbQhlXD60ZdCy3fSeUt7YiswIzJCaCUsZqydUa5moP1Of-xn_/s1600/Miley+Cyrus+VMAs+Twerk+Sexy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9WDqZLJEH5kTT-Vc-6uopIfo-mIruV3F-unRtdxBFnrugw_z5eyBXE9ONm2QQhLVlGlXzllQPPxj23s-S6fLAEVWNRKFWbQhlXD60ZdCy3fSeUt7YiswIzJCaCUsZqydUa5moP1Of-xn_/s1600/Miley+Cyrus+VMAs+Twerk+Sexy.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p><br /></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">My point is that for people like Ryno and others heading off to college this week don’t worry about the future so much that you punish yourself by selecting a major that you don’t really give a crap about simply because you think it will mean a better chance at a job. It won’t. Do what you’re interested in and what you love and somehow it will all work out. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Probably. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="mailto:Jayman3768@gmail.com">Jayman3768@gmail.com</a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/jayman68">Facebook</a> <br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/jayman_iws">@Jayman_IWS</a><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div></div>

College Should be as Fun as Miley Cyrus Twerking

As I read Matt’s post yesterday about Ryno’s first day ofcollege I thought back to when I went to college way back in the day.  I had all t...

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