Wow. It’s been a wild year. I won a scholarship. Switched housing, A LOT. Had the worst roommate. Now we’re besties! We moved off campus. I fell in love. Fell out of love. Fell into… something else. I took up sports. Got the W. Then joined the robotics org. Found out robots
are plotting to take over the world. No one believed me. So… I transferred schools. Decided debate was more my speed. U. OF. B. DEE. BATE. ON. 3! 1. 2. 3! I got in tight with a study group. Turned out to be a secret society. Keeping it 100, I got distracted. Didn’t go to class. And lost my scholarship. So, I took out a loan. And joined a real study group. Dang! She’s doing this AND has a kid? Life goals! I turned things around. Knocked out my term papers. And aced my exams. Serious adulting. But if I’m going to
get a jump on my career, I should probably
figure out what I want to be. Lawyer? Engineer? Look. Let’s be real. I’m having way too much fun. I don’t want this to end… Got it! I’ll be a teacher! Then I can party for days. Aw… We gettin’ wild now! So… What do you think? You’re so right. This year’s gonna be even better! Think I could be a mascot? Do they get paid to do that? Cause I need serious simoleons
to pay off my loan. I think they gonna take my stuff.