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@rileyemmerson
“What is this sorcery with the weekend passing in the blink of an eye, when an hour of Trigonometry feels like an eternity?”
When you're bored time is literally going slower from your perspective, because you're not getting any decent stimuli.
“Cheers to that. Oh, Columbia was great — academically, anyway — but nothing compares to this part of the country. It’s actually somewhat of a long story. Tiny and quaint, indeed.”
“And what brought you to Long Beach? Algebra killed me. I had to get off my high horse and find myself a tutor. It was terrific. Who said something about napping?”
Well if you ever got time I'd be willing to hear it. Cali is pretty great, though I wouldn't know much different.
CSU had the best scholarships for me. Came here and never looked back. I should have gotten myself a tutor but no, I was too cool for that. Ugh freshman me, ugh. Exactly.
“Yeah, that makes sense. I’ve never been much of a fan of Geography, and Politics drive me insane so I might just put those off for another semester… Well, I’ve still got the weekend to decide. I have. I moved here in the beginning of my Senior year to study at Waxler. I only stayed for a year, but it was long enough to make it the best of my life. Uhm, yeah… Anyway, after high school, I went to New York to study at Columbia. And now…now I’m here. Well, where are you from, Riley?”
“Beautifully said. Mathematics… Don’t even get me started on Mathematics. Well, on campus I know my way to the library, and I found the Psych building the other day, so either is alright with me.”
Both good options to drop since they both suck a lot. Why'd ya come back? Columbia not nearly as cool? I understand perfectly. I'm from the tiny and quaint town of San Diego.
I barely passed my gen ed math, it was so bad. Library it is, cause usually I'm in there anyway between periods napping. I mean studying. I didn't say napping at all.
“Yeah, I’ve actually been pondering about possibly dropping one or two classes since I got my schedule last week. Well, I mean, it’s always been rather packed, but I reckon it’ll be inevitably more difficult to balance my studies, a job, and social life now that I’m back in Long Beach. Thanks for your offer regardless, I’ll keep it in mind.”
“Either way, I quite admire artistical talent. That’d be amazing. That way I’d be on time for at least one of my classes. — Assuming you’re down to meet up some place before the class starts.”
I mean if you're up for it go ahead, but you don't wanna burn yourself out too quick, so I'd probably recommend it. So you lived here before? I ain't a native, but I like to pretend I am.
Art is the one form everyone can find a talent in. Though I have a massive respect for people who take anything above calculus. I'm totally cool with that. There's a billion and one places to meet up, all up to you where you wanna be.
“Requirements. Luckily some of them only require three units. I mean, as long as I don’t have to take another Math course, I’ll be fine. An artist, and a writer, huh? I’ve never excelled at either, truth be told, but I like to think I’m decent behind the camera. — I managed to snatch one of the remaining spots of Advanced Photography myself.”
“Best of luck with that.”
Still, don't have to get them all out of the way at once. Let me know if you need any help, okay? I'm an infinitely better artist than a writer, but I dabble occasionally. Dude we probably have the same time then. That's awesome.
I’m currently hiding in my apartment building’s panic room. Cops can’t arrest me for pedophilia if they can’t find me, right?
Pretty sure that's not quite how it works.
Wait… did I just accidentally flirt with a 15-year old at work? Excuse me while I patiently wait for my court date notice in the mail.
I'd actually be waiting for the cop to show up at my door but that's me.
“A variety of Psych courses, Anthropology, Sociology, uhm, Gender and Sexuality Studies, Political Science, a couple units in History and Geography, and some more with an emphasis in ethnic studies. I probably forgot some course, but this should be enough to give you a brief idea of my schedule for the semester. What about you?”
“Oh, so you’re an art student? I can only imagine. Well, you don’t have to hand them in until Monday at the earliest, or do you? Plenty of time left to do that tomorrow, then, or before class.”
You're going to murder yourself from the stress of having all those courses unless you're some super genius at balancing life the universe and everything.
Like a sane person, I'm taking just a few: Graphic design history, which is a bore, a Ceramics studio, getting my Writing course out of the way, and Advanced photography. Yes, so I'll probably get the motivation tomorrow.
Mine does, because I’m basically a doll. You’re welcome, babe. So like, who are you? What do you do?
I choose to believe what you say because the image in my head is cool, albeit terrifying. Uh, Riley, 22, graphic design major and pizza lover. My days are spent being bored in class, being bored studying, and then partying or sleeping through the weekend.
What about you Porcelain? Who are you?
“Oh, what a coincidence. I’m starting on Monday.”
“3.4? That’s incredible! What’s your major? Oh, goodness… I’m…well, I—Pardon me for laughing, Riley. Can’t you just…print it out once again?”
Oh cool! What are your classes this semester?
Graphic design. Pretty fun and picky sometimes. Nah it's all good, I deserve to be laughed at. ....I did not think about that. But then I have to copy again and I don't know if I have the motivation for that.
A crack in my porcelain perfect skin, of course. I like Riley, pretty name. Androgynous name. Love it.
I'm not sure skin exactly cracks. Thank you, it's appreciated.
“Well, that’s true. Classes, studying— You’re not going to CSU, are you? Oh, it did?”
Yup, a very proud student sporting a 3.4 GPA. Yeeeaaahhh, and one assignment that had to be turned in. That will be fun to explain to my prof.
The only fault I have is that I sometimes wake up with a crack on my face. Sometimes. It’s rare. I’m Cole. Who are you?
A crack? What sort of crack? Riley here.
I mean, I do crack at the base, but other than that I’m pretty flawless.
I'll take your word for it, only cause you admit some fault. What's your name?
“Well, frankly, you don’t look like you could eat three pizzas on your own. No offense. I mean, you’re about the same size as I am, and I barely manage three slices.”
“A Tower of Pizza, huh? Judging by your choice of wording it, I assume it didn’t quite work out?”
Looks can be very deceiving. Particularly when you haven't eaten the past three days due to an endless cycle of classes, studying, and sleeping.
It may or may not have collapsed onto me and caused massive staining to my notes.
There you go, hard work pays off and makes sure you get to lounge on your ass all day. That’s my motto, at least. And look how I turned out— perfect!
Yep, perfect, that's definitely the word I'd use.
“I’m not sure which question I’d rather receive an answer for — what I did to deserve such generosity, or what you planned on doing with three boxes of pizza. But…thank you.”
Cause I felt like sharing my pizza and to eat obviously. Though a Tower of Pizza was attempted. No problem.
