Notes From the Hart
Rolling Backpacks

SO I AM A RISING SENIOR AT GEORGIA COLLEGE & STATE UNIVERSITY AND I WAS SITTING IN THE HALL OF ARTS AND SCIENCES WAITING TO GO INTO LECTURE FOR MY HISTORY CLASS AND THIS GIRL COMES AROUND THE CORNER PULLING A ROLLING BACKPACK AND I THOUGHT TO MYSELF… THAT’S FOUL… TO MAKE THINKS WORSE IT WAS PINK ACID WASHED… SO I’M SITTING HERE SURROUND BY OTHER COLLEGE STUDENTS AND WE ARE LIKE THIS SHIT IS NOT HAPPENING… SO SHE COMES ROLLING UP AND STOPS IN FRONT OFF ME AND IS LIKE CAN YOU MOVE SO I JUST LOOK AT HER… THE WHOLE TIME THINKING YOU GOT INTO COLLEGE THERE IS NO EVIDENCE THAT THERE IS SOMETHING PHSYICALLY WRONG WITH YOU I MEAN YOU’RE CARRYING OTHER THINGS AND YOU’RE GOING TO WHEEL YOUR BACKPACK AROUND LIKE YOU OWN THE PLACE… I MEAN COME ON THAT’S FOUL… IF YOU ARE OLD ENOUGH TO DRIVE A CAR, GO TO COLLEGE, AND HAVE A CELL PHONE WELL THEN YOUR ASS HAD BETTER BE ABLE TO CARRY A BACKPACK