Soothsaying

As I embark upon the Bleeding Hearts Club's inaugural college tour, some prescient predictions:

Annoying hyper-politically-correct kids to contest Warho? Yes.

Heart palpitations from too many Steaz energy drinks? Possibly.

Feeling painfully out of place on college campuses and simultaneously wishing for undergrad freedom? You bet.

Scorning self-righteous hipsters, trustafarians and every other stereotype the college system has to offer? Do I really have a choice?

Endless cycling of early Elvis Costello, mid-era Super Furry Animals, and The New Pornographers album? Indubitably.