Not Worth It.
Somehow I got the idea that going to college would be beneficial to me. I thought that expanding my mind with the ideas of and thoughts of scholars before me would help me in this life. I think I was wrong.
I was told I would drive my self crazy, I just want to feel like I did something worthwhile with my self. I don’t want to just be a lump, sitting around waiting for good things to happen me. I want to be an active part of of my future.
I don’t understand how mindless numskulls can do this whole college thing, and I find it excruciating.
Today, I think I will become an alcoholic. They always seem like they are having a good time. They always have an excuse, and they can one day clean up and become outstanding members of society…
Let me explain. Today has been a bad day…
I think I failed one of my final exams. On second thought, I know I failed one of my final exams.
If you attend classes at UMBC, NEVER AND I DO MEAN NEVER take a class with Ms. Wilson. She is a dirty math Nazi, with a cold heart and executes with exact precision the will of the Devil. Because of her I will have failed a class that I have passed before. I worked my ass off in this class…I did all the homework and still had trouble.
I just ain’t cut out for this shit.
When you do bad in something your self confidence is seriously damaged…maybe that was her goal all along…
Oh, well…no use crying over spilt milk now, I guess. It’s not like I am ever going to have to use this stuff, and if I do some day have to, I will just look it up how to do it then…fuck remembering it. Fuck her, fuck pencils, fuck textbooks, fuck stairs…fuck all that has to do with it.
Whatever…none of it matters. I’m done.


