I did many things today. I did not get my resumé critiqued because I got there at 13.25 and the earliest free spot was at 14.45. Screw that. I went to Day Hall instead and sorted out Financial Aid. Had my loans exit interview and all. All that's stopping me from leaving is that my stuff is here. I have a couple of things to take care of, but aside from the meeting with the Dean, I can do most of it by e-mail.
I saw people sitting in a classroom on my way home, and all I could think of was, "Suckers." But then I saw how animated their faces were (obviously no class I've ever taken) and I thought I'd be better off to just leave them to it, though I couldn't help but think that they must be blissfully unaware of the real world. But then, if anyone was/still is, it's me. I always knew that, but knowing you're ignorant is no substitute for knowledge.
This song reminds me of Amanda's friend Kandi. I wonder how she is.
Well the devil, she made sweet Candy Took six days and nights to dream On the seventh day she rested Woke up early and made ice cream
Now the devil, she must be a dentist With deep jawbreaker eyes Red rope hair, gumdrop lips Cotton candy thighs You're my Caaaandy
It's just so silly, but then, so is Kandi, and that's why I like her.