It’s 1981 and I just woke up to the sound of my roommate screaming in my ear that we’re going to be late for class. I jumped out of the top bunk and threw on some dirty clothes so we can make it to World History on time. I shut off the small television in the corner that has been set to MTV for weeks now and rush out the door. We walk in as the class is just getting started and we found seats in the back. An hour into the boring lecture we decide to leave to catch the new movie, Raiders of the Lost Ark, playing down at the local movie theater. After the movie, we caught up with some friends and to the bar, Larry’s, where we would all hang out and watch basketball games at when we were avoiding homework and studying. The game tonight was the Philadelphia 76ers and the Los Angeles Laker. We were in awe watching the Lakers guard, Magic Johnson, pass the ball without looking and hitting amazing shots. After the game we decide to go to a party at one of the Frat houses on campus. We partied and drank until the cops came and sent us home. My roommate and I got back to our room at three in the morning, hopefully we can wake up for 8am economics in a few hours.
