I just bought a pair of pink shoes to wear for college touring—they are suede and awesome and remind me of the hightop Reeboks I rocked when I was 6. (Which was probably also the last time in my life I ever willingly wore pink) So let’s assess: The students I’ll be teaching now are a full decade younger than I am. That means they probably never watched Friends and they think Justin Timberlake has always been a solo artist. They have never lived in a world without reality tv, and they surely knew how to google by the time Paris Hilton’s sex tape was online. Just about all of their high school dances included songs by Lady Gaga, and most of them have already forgotten how to Dougie. Time for me to brush up on my teen pop culture, and swap my military acronyms for texting ones. OMG.