Well, I just formally submitted my application to work for the school next semester. The money would be very good. The job would be fun. And hell, I’m gonna be there anyways. Might as well get paid for it.
If this doesn’t come through, I’m dropping out and joining the circus.
Eh – you’d better get that job, then, because I don’t think you qualify for circus freak status anymore. Maybe in the 1920′s, but definitely not now.