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Written by: Elist on September 26, 2017

I was a college student a few years back and let me tell you, college was not easy. It was rough, I
mean, I had great grades in high school. In fact, I didn’t even have to study and I would still rock
an A. That’s the kind of high school I went to. I’m not saying that all my classmates were dumb. I’m not saying
that the school that I went to had low standards, but I just knew how the system worked. I knew the kind of
information my high school teachers were looking for during exams. This is why I was able to rock great grades
consistently through high school.

In fact, I only had one B and it was very disappointing. Everything else was an A. People were
patting me on the back. People thought that I was going places in life and college would be a
breeze and the worst thing happened: I took them seriously. That’s right, I let all those things
get to my head and I thought that my shit didn’t stink and college would be a pushover. Not
surprisingly, I punched way above my weight class and applied to this Ivy League school.

Part of me thought that it was not going to happen. Part of me thought that there was no way in
hell they would admit me because they usually admit people with straight A’s and who did all
sorts of extra-curricular shit in their community. However, I got this fat envelope in the mail and
sure enough, I got into this Ivy League school. I was stoked. My parents were stoked. Of course,
nobody was stoked about the fact that a 4-year degree from that school costs over $400,000, but
thankfully I did get some scholarships.

So, I was all stoked going to school and boy, college hit me like a ton of bricks. During my first
week, all I did was hang out with my dorm mates smoking weed and not going to class. All we
thought about was just trying to get pussy and getting high, and then this week dragged on to
eight weeks and then dragged to a semester. Sure enough, when I looked at my grades I realized
I was going to get expelled if I didn’t get my shit together.

Forget about maintaining my scholarships. I can kiss that shit goodbye. I was barely hanging on
to school. I just want to stay in school, so the dean sent me to a special tutorial program where
basically students were given one last chance. I was a mess, I mean, I basically just was shitting
my pants and I was a nervous wreck. I thought that this was the end and that nobody can
fucking turn me around and the school was just a complete, total misery to me. Until I
discovered the benefits of having some local fuck buddies in my hometown.

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