March 25th was the day. As you opened your decision letter from Emory University, your dream school since you were still the age that gets free buffet tickets, you knew your life would change forever. Long gone were the days that mom and dad would nag you about the little unwashed dishes. Long gone were the awkward lunches at your local high school filled with stupid jocks and ugly geeks. You are going to college, where all the fun are. Well at least you thought so...
[[What happened?]]"7:56 a.m." you check your phone upon opening your eyes. In normal time, you would be terrified. You would run out of bed, put on a dirty hoodie as fast as you can, and run to class in desperation as you are already at least 15 minutes late. This, however, is not it. Welcome to Zoom University! latest version of college in the alternate universe made by the noble COVID-19. Facing you now are the philosophical inquiries of life...
[[class in bed ]]
[[commute to desk]]
[[snooze button]]It's a lazy day for sure, but you made it through the first challenge. "At least I didn't skip class today," you give yourself a pat on the shoulder.
[[Let's get it]]Phew! That was a long bus ride. From the bed to your desk. No? Okay. At least you did the right thing. You drift away from doing the bare minimum. You take initiative. You take your education seriously. You should be proud. Still a long day at work though.
[[First class|Let's get it]]You surrendered. Once again. To this monotonous life. Yes, it is not easy. Everyday feels like 3 centuries, and the worst thing is you cannot escape it. Going to class and watching netflix on your couch suddenly feels the same, because they literally are the same. You do them simultaneosly nowadays anyway. Nothing can fill the empty void in you that was digged by the pandemic, so you decide once again to sleep and wash them away...
[[1-hour later]]9:00 a.m. You could really sleep more. But well, high functioning anxiety means you still gotta be productive right? Let's start off by fulfilling your hunger to stay mentally sharp for the day.
[[crawl to kitchen]]You made it downstairs safely. In front of you is a variety of choices, frosted flakes - your favorite, muffins, leftover beef soup, homecooked french toast. At least these foods look amazing compared to the depressing DCT rice you saw your on-campus peers whine about.
[[treat yourself]]First class of the day: economics. Supply and demand. Demand and supply. Shifted graphs. Scarcity. All that good stuff. You can do them with closed eyes, but for some reasons this school did not take your cheap 4s on the AP exams, hence your enrolment in the intro classes. "Grrr" you stomach signals it's supper time.
[[I don't leave in the middle of class]]
[[crawl to kitchen]]"Welcome class today we are going to cover..." Dr. D is a terrific professor. Somehow though, you cannot never seem to focus. Your screen never consists of just the zoom app. You Gen Zs love to multitask, yes despite your shortest attention span humankind have seen. You start wandering to other places on the net
[[Open browser]]"Good morning Andy" Ahh, the familiar greetings from Google AI, who seems to be the only one cares about your being these days in the deeply disconnected world caused by a virus. Let's see what's on our plate today.
[[the news]]That cereal was surely the best thing happened to you today, and it's only 10am. You came back up and finally decided to grind away. Your Gen Z brain, however, can't concentrate for God sake. Plus the facilitation of online school, you know you will not just open one tab for zoom.
[[Open browser]] "Recount the vote!" "Cases rising again in multiple states" "Travel ban continues into 2021" It's the stuff like these that make headlines again. From NYTimes to CNN to NBC, everywhere you surf the same depressing news appear. All you can do now is sigh and pray.
[[instagram]]"Subscription renewal for Netflix and Spotify" "COVID testing on campus" "English assignment graded" More bad news, you thought. Either you have new financial burden or another bad grade added to your canvas page that reflects the unmotivated semester you had.