Growing Up is for Pricks

I've known several people now that have been affected negatively by college. Those who get accepted into good schools automatically assume that they're geniuses, and many who receive impressive scholarships don't do so humbly. Ass seniors complain often about, "Ohhh, yeees, I was up until three in the mooorning last night filling out applicaaations. I haaaaaate it, I doooooo." The way you say it is enough to let me know that you're feeling super full of yourself. I can't even afford fucking application fees.

And then there are the people who actually go off to college. The moment they get over there, they change for the worse. Suddenly the sweetest, humblest people are going, "Aha, I didn't study at aaaall but I still got a perfect scoooore," and I'm thinking, "Wow, you're becoming one of the people for which you've always lacked respect." When asked if they've done anything illegal, they reply, "Not yeeeet," and you're not really sure if they're joking or not. The people they loved back home are mere accessories, something to make small talk about with their looooads of neeew and exciiiiting friends. They're exciting because they're crappy. Don't think I haven't seen how people look at you. That's not respect. That's not the way a friend looks at you.

WHY AM I SO DEMANDING AND NEGATIVE?

But, my point is: I'M NOT GOING TO COLLEGE. I'd like to keep my superiority complex, but I'd like to continue to have regular teenage hatred for myself. I can hate myself and still think I'm better than everyone else. It's the people who DON'T hate themselves that really cheese me off. Sure, think you're better than me; I understand and I can relate. But if you think you're better than me and that you're a wonderful person, fuuuuck. Think that you're better than me and also that you're the scum of the earth. THAT is the world I want to live in, not the stupid college world.

Cheyenne isn't going to college and she already has an apartment. I can do it. I'm going to do it. My mom can keep calling me a flake, but she helped me reach this decision. She kept yelling at me for wasting so much money on college. She kept saying how college would change me, that I would lose the majority of my friends there, and that I'd be stressed out every day. Well, fuck, woman! If my entire family has never completed college and is doing just fine, I think I can do the same.

Mom says, "I got lucky! I have talent and someone saw!"

Well, fuck. Guess I'm screwed, then, Mom. I'm definitely talentless.

Moral of this post: If you're in college, you're an ass and I hope you get food poisoning next time you eat at Chili Yummy without me.