Everybody Loves a Good Jazz Square

I don't really know if I'd say I'm exactly comfortable here, but it is getting easier. I don't wake up wondering where I am anymore, at least. My roommates don't freak me out anymore (it's nothing personal, honestly, I just don't exactly expect you guys to even be there, you know?) and I think I've come to terms with actually having to work.

That sounds spoiled. I don't mean it to. I just thought I had a few more months before this all happened, this 'coming of age' stuff. Not School Ties coming of age but--I don't know, some other coming of age. American Pie, maybe.

I have to admit, though, it's nice not being surrounded by high school students who worship athletes anymore. No offense, athletic people, I just don't think it should have to be the see all do all BE all of high school. There are other things out there--I guess Troy kind of showed everyone that--and where is he, by the way?--but a lot of the girls people still seem to think so.

Anyway. Off to an audition. Kels, if I play my cards right, you'll have a new coworker in no time. Or else I'll be waiting tables somewhere.

I guess I'm starting to adjust to it a little, but this is still the weirdest thing ever. I mean, one minute I'm working on a college essay and getting ready for a huge musical event and the next, I'm here. I'd call it a dream, but while I've had dreams with Kelsi and Gabriella and Troy in them (NOT like that, oh that's just wrong), there were never this many other people. I don't even know how to dream this many people, I don't think, especially in such detail. You know how it is, you see people who are strangers but their faces are blurry? Well my vision's just fine and I can see everyone in incredible detail. Really good detail, there's a really cute girl in this building, by the way.

I guess, if we're really stuck here, it's time to try and get on with my life. I need a job. And classes, if they offer any around here, I feel...well, unfulfilled. I've graduated but I haven't, how wrong is that? I even found my diploma in all my stuff. The good news? I don't have to take exams!

( It's a crowd favorite, everyone loves a good jazz square )