Dysfunctia

I'm in a room full of dysfunctional computers manned by dysfunctional people, me included.

Sometimes you only know how fast you're going when you have to slow down.

I've always wondered why college humans were so explosive. Tired, hysterical, serious. Make up your minds!

But now that I've joined the ranks...

Term paper.

Feature article.

Math long test.

Friends.

Chem quiz.

Enemies.

Lunch.

No lunch.

Time.

Barely enough time.

Service hours.

Bring your ID.

Homework.

Extra credit.

Delirium.

Dementia.

Dysfunctia.

It's going so fast, you're barely panting before you're back on the road, and you can't help but wonder as you're hurtling along why the only thing you got from college was how to create a word like "Dysfunctia".