Orientation

Orientation. A perfect time to start over. You would think that at a time like this, when you can start fresh with some new friends at a new school, that people would put their best foot forward. Unfortunately, Inver Hills does not have people like that. These are the things I saw, heard, and smelled while at orientation. (My apologies to anyone who is offended):
1. Ryan: Buddy, you were cute. You had the scruff, you wore the Ray-Bans, but you smelled like beef and cheese and you wore Napoleon Dynamite Tater tot styled pants. "Hey Napoleon, give me some of your tots."
2. Dude I thought was a lady: As happy as I am for you and your girlfriend, the 40 minute massages were a little much, could ya not? Thanks.
3. Asian man holding a Canadian flag: I'm sure the International Student Club is a blast, however my Tuesday nights are filled. Sorry.
4. Accident-prone girl: Thank you for rolling your chair a little too close to the steps and taking a tumble. You're a winner.
I don't mean to be judgmental, this is simply a few observations. All in all my morning was interesting and informational. I got free sunglasses, I joined a club, and I saw the campus. I'm sure Inver Hills will be a perfect fit and I cannot wait to see you all again on Monday.

Here We Go

Here we are.  Kaloogs and Linnu.  Making it big in this cruel world.  Just a couple of bros being who they think they should be.  Pretty chill, pretty poetic.  We may be parted for segments of time, but nothing can break this bro-ship.  Today the adventure begins!  We shall write about our respective college experiences and you, dear reader, have the privilege of partaking in our journey.  Well, in a literary sense, at least.