So here I am. It’s 6:10pm in the RB computer lounge. I am waiting for my night class to start at 6:30, but I don’t want to be the nerdy first kid at class. I’ve come from a PIR, Professional in Residence program where a features reporter spoke. I want his job. I will have that job. Anyway, I realized after my last class that my wallet was not in my back pocket. I hope it’s at home. I am not looking foward to a paper that I have to type tonight, but I am looking foward to a new episode of the Real World. Things are slowly unfolding right now, events that I feel are changing me. Perhaps it’s just for the moment I feel this way. Perhaps, I will grow. Long live JJWC!!