Post by RandallBoggs on May 30, 2013 19:49:19 GMT -5
Ok, so I had thought of this awhile ago. Considering the events surrounding what occurs in Randall's year at Monsters University, there is, obviously, some bits we don't see since the focus is on Sullivan and Wazowski (just like MI).
Of course, what's different about this is...the transition. In MI, Randall's mainly constant (of course we know, through glimpses, that there's a lot more going on in his head)...but when he was in college, he transitioned from being this shy nerdy little guy into what ROR turned him into.
SO...hopefully that will be shown in this POV.
Wazowski kept something of his own when he started college, so Randy's got an equivalent. A journal he updates on occasion with the important events during his college year. We'll see his own thoughts, see the struggle he went through, the misconception, the change, the development of what goes on for him.
For now, there won't be much until the film is out, but figured...placeholder hehehe. Some parts won't be from the film and won't spoil, like this little prologue. It may need some touching up here and there considering I'm not going to pry into a certain somebody, but for now...well we'll see hm hm.
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Day 1
On The Road
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Hello future self! It's me! Randy! I've decided to keep adiary journal about my journey to become a famous scarer! I'll try to write as much as I can, preserve every memory. Hopefully they will all be happy ones, or at least...better ones.
I'm on the bus right now! To Monsters University! I can't believe it! I never really had money myself, never pictured that I would have enough for tuition or anything else for that matter. But I made a little from those tutoring sessions and the odd job fixing things here and there. I didn't like taking money for helping people out...I know it's what I'll be doing in the future, but it's uncomfortable when people may think I'm doing it just for the money. In the end though, I got lucky! My grades and studying paid off! I got a few scholarships! It should be enough to cover me, and I was able to spend some of the extra for personal items. I didn't want, or need, much, but it felt good to having some things to call my own.
There's time to start this journal at the moment. I took one of the backseats, not just out of familiarity with the rumbling of rear tires, but because I can look through the windows ahead at the sights coming my way so I would have more time to see what's there. To be honest, even though I'm excited, I'm also very nervous. I haven't really been on my own before. I mean sure, there was school, but there were teachers and other students there...and by the end I would cometo the orpha home to the same place. It was all pretty routine, pretty familiar. But here I was, starting a new routine, a new chapter in my life.
It's very daunting. New classes, new people, new experiences. I would be living in a dorm and have a new roommate. I hope they're not one of those sports-heavy people...or some sort of jock...I may be too scared to wake up in the mornings with somebody like that. I guess I can always switch rooms. If I get lucky they'll be just like me, and we can be friends for life! Wow, never had one of those before, wonder what it feels like. But I'll think about that when the time comes.
This is a new start for me! I can make a new impression! Everybody wants to go there, but I may be lucky, I don't see anyone from school on this bus. I can keep up with my studies, I can't slack too much, but maybe I can actually make some friends! Meet some nice people, go to parties, hang out...
I didn't really have any friends. Some acquaintances...people I got sorta along with, just to the point that they'd let me sit with them at lunch instead of getting up and leaving. It was mostly the teachers, but that was a professional relationship, for my education. Supportive, but it's their job mostly. At some point, I just decided to focus on my studies. I didn't have what most people did, so I had to work hard. I was smart, I know, and did the best I could. In the end it DID pay off. I'm off to college. I've put off trying to fit in...but now...now I think I can!
I took a moment to look at my luggage. My roommate might think I'm self-centered with my choice of colors, but to be honest I got them as a set. There's a nice big handbag for my personal items, including the carrying case for my glasses. My trunk kept my pillows and sheets...I had gotten a set of pillows too. I feel uncomfortable lying flat, always like to be at a bit of an angle. I toss and turn on occasion too, for various reasons, and it's nice not to turn and hit my head on the side wall.
I'd brought a poster too. I saw it in the same store under a few others. "Winds of Change" was written on the bottom, which I guess was what the piece was called. I wasn't much of an artist, so I might lack proper appreciation, but I don't know...it seemed like it spoke to me. I liked the colors, liked the mood it gave me. I've always been looking for the change in my life, when things got easier, better. Maybe the winds are what I was looking for. As said, I didn't have much, and a little art never hurt. I wasn't going to go crazy with decorating my part of the dorm. I like it normal, tasteful. I don't want to be defined by others, that is, before i could define myself.
Looking out the window, the sun is nice and bright. I had to squint a little through my glasses before a cloud blocked the light. It's a great day outside, a great day to the start of the rest of my life. Once the bus stops, I'll be on the threshold of Monsters University. I can't imagine what awaits me, but it will be exciting and terrifying at the same time.
I'll try to hang on to my own morals. I was always bullied in school because I never stood up for myself. I don't see myself as a fighter, I just let things come. But if things get better, maybe I will too. If I study hard, if I make some friends, and don't lose hope...my dreams will come true!
(Next entry, Randy arrives at the gates of MU, gets his ID, and prepares to settle in.)
Of course, what's different about this is...the transition. In MI, Randall's mainly constant (of course we know, through glimpses, that there's a lot more going on in his head)...but when he was in college, he transitioned from being this shy nerdy little guy into what ROR turned him into.
SO...hopefully that will be shown in this POV.
Wazowski kept something of his own when he started college, so Randy's got an equivalent. A journal he updates on occasion with the important events during his college year. We'll see his own thoughts, see the struggle he went through, the misconception, the change, the development of what goes on for him.
For now, there won't be much until the film is out, but figured...placeholder hehehe. Some parts won't be from the film and won't spoil, like this little prologue. It may need some touching up here and there considering I'm not going to pry into a certain somebody, but for now...well we'll see hm hm.
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Day 1
On The Road
----
Hello future self! It's me! Randy! I've decided to keep a
I'm on the bus right now! To Monsters University! I can't believe it! I never really had money myself, never pictured that I would have enough for tuition or anything else for that matter. But I made a little from those tutoring sessions and the odd job fixing things here and there. I didn't like taking money for helping people out...I know it's what I'll be doing in the future, but it's uncomfortable when people may think I'm doing it just for the money. In the end though, I got lucky! My grades and studying paid off! I got a few scholarships! It should be enough to cover me, and I was able to spend some of the extra for personal items. I didn't want, or need, much, but it felt good to having some things to call my own.
There's time to start this journal at the moment. I took one of the backseats, not just out of familiarity with the rumbling of rear tires, but because I can look through the windows ahead at the sights coming my way so I would have more time to see what's there. To be honest, even though I'm excited, I'm also very nervous. I haven't really been on my own before. I mean sure, there was school, but there were teachers and other students there...and by the end I would come
It's very daunting. New classes, new people, new experiences. I would be living in a dorm and have a new roommate. I hope they're not one of those sports-heavy people...or some sort of jock...I may be too scared to wake up in the mornings with somebody like that. I guess I can always switch rooms. If I get lucky they'll be just like me, and we can be friends for life! Wow, never had one of those before, wonder what it feels like. But I'll think about that when the time comes.
This is a new start for me! I can make a new impression! Everybody wants to go there, but I may be lucky, I don't see anyone from school on this bus. I can keep up with my studies, I can't slack too much, but maybe I can actually make some friends! Meet some nice people, go to parties, hang out...
I didn't really have any friends. Some acquaintances...people I got sorta along with, just to the point that they'd let me sit with them at lunch instead of getting up and leaving. It was mostly the teachers, but that was a professional relationship, for my education. Supportive, but it's their job mostly. At some point, I just decided to focus on my studies. I didn't have what most people did, so I had to work hard. I was smart, I know, and did the best I could. In the end it DID pay off. I'm off to college. I've put off trying to fit in...but now...now I think I can!
I took a moment to look at my luggage. My roommate might think I'm self-centered with my choice of colors, but to be honest I got them as a set. There's a nice big handbag for my personal items, including the carrying case for my glasses. My trunk kept my pillows and sheets...I had gotten a set of pillows too. I feel uncomfortable lying flat, always like to be at a bit of an angle. I toss and turn on occasion too, for various reasons, and it's nice not to turn and hit my head on the side wall.
I'd brought a poster too. I saw it in the same store under a few others. "Winds of Change" was written on the bottom, which I guess was what the piece was called. I wasn't much of an artist, so I might lack proper appreciation, but I don't know...it seemed like it spoke to me. I liked the colors, liked the mood it gave me. I've always been looking for the change in my life, when things got easier, better. Maybe the winds are what I was looking for. As said, I didn't have much, and a little art never hurt. I wasn't going to go crazy with decorating my part of the dorm. I like it normal, tasteful. I don't want to be defined by others, that is, before i could define myself.
Looking out the window, the sun is nice and bright. I had to squint a little through my glasses before a cloud blocked the light. It's a great day outside, a great day to the start of the rest of my life. Once the bus stops, I'll be on the threshold of Monsters University. I can't imagine what awaits me, but it will be exciting and terrifying at the same time.
I'll try to hang on to my own morals. I was always bullied in school because I never stood up for myself. I don't see myself as a fighter, I just let things come. But if things get better, maybe I will too. If I study hard, if I make some friends, and don't lose hope...my dreams will come true!
(Next entry, Randy arrives at the gates of MU, gets his ID, and prepares to settle in.)
