I survived my first week of college, but I totally wasn’t prepared for it.
EXPECTATION: I’m gonna make so many friends!
REALITY: I eat lunch alone every day. Not a single person has spoken to me all week. I’ve also found that I have zero interest in making friends with these idiots.
EXPECTATION: I’m gonna meet a hot guy and we’re gonna fall in love.
REALITY: Boys don’t talk to me. I think I scare them all away with my constant scowling.
EXPECTATION: OMG college classes are gonna be so hard!
REALITY: Business Calculus is an insult to my intelligence.
EXPECTATION: I’m gonna work really hard this year and go to all me classes and do all me homework.
REALITY: I already gave up. Plus, no one gives a rat’s ass if you show up to class or not.
EXPECTATION: I’ll have so much freedom and it’ll be great!
REALITY: I have no idea what to do with myself. I wish I had someone to tell me what to do.
Moral of the story: College kinda sucks. And I am a friendless loser.