All right, so I'm looking at classes at NYU and now I remember why Mom and I had those epic battles about school. I wanted to go to NYU
forever but she didn't want me that far away, blah blah blah, she told me no, I was a little punk to her and she told me to go to my room. ...now in the retelling of it I guess it's not that epic, at least not in comparison to our battle with the Nazi bee guy. HEY RUNAWAYS DO YOU REMEMBER THE NAZI BEE GUY? Freaky shit. ANYWAY, I'm having the problem where I can't decide what classes I want to take, mostly because I have no idea what to do with myself.
See, ever since I can remember, I wanted to be an Avenger. This was before I knew I had any powers. I "borrowed" a police scanner and souped it up, I used to stalk the neighborhoods looking for crime, and I probably would've ended up like that kid in
Kickass if my life hadn't exploded like it had.
Soooo I guess this is a question to you superheroes out there: how'd you wind up where you are now? I mean, I
know the origin stories, hopefully not in that creepy/stalking way, but I got the basic gist down.
No villains I'm looking at the computer science program, but I'm pretty sure I could test out of half of the classes. I've got stuff to learn, yeah, but I think of "Intro to Computers" and I want to cry. I mean, I'm working for
TONY STARK and
PEPPER POTTS right now. The espresso machine is more complicated than some people's OS.