I just went to a baseball game and drank too much beer. But I'll write a few words anyway. The thing is, I did have to obtain Skeletor from a box from my mom's attic. I used him for a movie I made for my video production final, which kind of ended up kind of sucking, too.
Nevertheless, I guess the thing is that I want to write comedy for a living (I swear to God I can be humorous at times, even if you don't like my videos at this point), and Real World seems like a short cut to that goal. I've had some second thoughts throughout this whole process, believe me. I'm capable of many things, but I'm just not sure what I want to do with my life. Graduation's a weird time in life. The Graduate, one of my favorite films, surely relays what I'm going through. Only I'm not banging some hot older woman.
I may teach Latin next year, I may be on TV, I might be a desert hermit. Who knows what life has in store?