OMGLIFESUXLIKEREALBAD.
Grimacing at the piles of xerox copies that I still have to read, I am reminded of that itching thought at the back of my head, the one that usually says, WHAT THE F*CK AM I DOING?!?!?
I DON’T WANT TO READ USELESS SHIOTS ABOUT SOME DUMB FAMILY COPING INDEX. I DON’T WANT TO KNOW WHAT TO SAY OR WHAT NOT TO SAY WHEN IN THE COMMUNITY (as if those people there are going to hack my head off anyway, and if they did, well fucking good for them), I DON’T WANT TO WRITE A REPORT ON WHAT I DID TODAY AT THE MAGICAL LAND CALLED PIAPI, ASIDE FROM NEARLY TOUCHING CHICKEN SH*T. I DON’T WANT TO I DON’T WANT TO I DON’T WANT TOOOO
Why can’t someone just throw me in a cabin somewhere far, far, away where I can just make children’s books for a living and make cards for Hallmark at the same time while spending the rest of the morning gardening. Why can’t someone just give me a truck load of books to read because my life is so stupid that if it turned into a book, you’d be sound asleep at page uno.
Why can’t I draw any time I want, write any time I want, take a hike any time I want and READ things that I actually LIKE any time that I want?
More importantly, WHY AM I IN COLLEGE TAKING UP BS - DESPERADO TO GO ABROAD?
WHYYYYYY?
I have my parents to blame for this, you know. But since I’m pretending that I’m a sensible woman (at least in THIS part of the post anyway) of age 17, I’ll act like this is all my fault and I will accept the inevitable because I’m a grown up adult and shit and… and… WHY CAN’T THE WORLD JUST BLOW UP.
That’s right, this world is mean. Life sucks. We’re emos. Go emos!
Haha. Kidding aside…
I guess, Rea, you better shift to whatever course you’re interested in, as early as you can. =p Fight for what you want. Go direct your own life.
Ok, that just sounds too cheesy. =/
Posted February 14, 2009, 2:30 am