The Spring semester for most colleges has finally started, meaning other than enduring class cuts and the wonderful system that is public transportation, sweaty freshman and seniors will once again cram themselves into a run down remnant of an on campus arcade like clowns in a small car.
The Moorpark College arcade, which is where I am currently finishing up my education to become a Gay and Lesbian Farm Life Journalist, is in better condition then other colleges.
Still, it's disheartening to see the cracked paint and loose joy sticks on cabinets that haven't been mass produced in some time. Arcades are where a section of nerdom was born, and after those finally limp off into that sweet release of death, what will become of us who just want to spend $.25 and waste a few minutes?
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