From my experiences, a lot of college education is an exercise in common sense. If you fail to wake up in the morning, neglect your homework or disparage your sleeping schedule, you’re playing some tough odds in trying to keep some semblance of decent grades.
It’s simple enough right? Wake up, commute to appropriate/obligated location, perform required tasks. Kind of important in a work-environment, or so I’m told.
Just got wind of some good news… I get to jack my dad’s bike for the school year! As I return for round two at The College of Idaho, I am going to take advantage of the dreamy, flat terrain of Southwest Idaho. Last year I would start my morning jogging a couple blocks to the public library, or to the YMCA.… In my home town, a breezy jog or bike ride is rather unheard of (for each street is infamous for a hill, mountain slope, or valley that would make even Lance Armstrong shiver).
Summer is such a time warp. I swear it was just last week I was hauling my wardrobe, bedding, microwave, roommate, mini-fridge, lamp, stale popcorn, towels and guitar between my freshman dorm and my chariot (a periwinkle Toyota Highlander, i.e. Heidi). And to think I have to haul all of that back to Idaho in but a MONTH?! Cut me some slack, Father Time.