spring break. ahhh the clichs, the LIES.
MTV and various other cultural tautological institutions had convinced me that spring break in college was all about going to the fuckin beach and taking advantage of young drunk girls.
however, i have yet to experience said spring break.
you could take this "spring break" for example, where i have to write a 30+ page thesis cos i slacked on it until now, lest i drop the class with a W, which is a black eye on the ol' CV.
i will however relish not having to go to class, and if i don't end up writing it (please g-d give me the motivation to write this fucking thing), i'll at least have the OPPORTUNITY to get ahead on my other two (serious) classes, organic chemistry and biochemistry.
which would be nice, cos i have two very important exams the following week.
my girl didn't get into her guggenheim intern/job situation, which is totally fucked cos her cred (resum and transcripts) flawless. so she's all broken hearted about it, quite understandable.
she's a really smart girl so i'm sure she'll figure something out but what it does lead me to wonder is at what point does a person actually realize they're not going to "make it." like at what point can you say, well shit, it doesn't look like i'll ever get that really cool job that pays well, and i'll always be coming up short.
everybody thought when they were young that they could do whatever they wanted.
then reality sets in and you realize that you should probably go for something that you like, but is still realistic.
and if that fails, then what?
life is a series of compromises, isn't that the old proverb?
oh by the way, my parents found out that me and my brother were getting high together (he's 14) so that's pretty shitty.
too bad we're both like straight A students. SUCKAS.
you know what? I AM HIGH, I'M HIGH BITCH.
dildough.
MTV and various other cultural tautological institutions had convinced me that spring break in college was all about going to the fuckin beach and taking advantage of young drunk girls.
however, i have yet to experience said spring break.
you could take this "spring break" for example, where i have to write a 30+ page thesis cos i slacked on it until now, lest i drop the class with a W, which is a black eye on the ol' CV.
i will however relish not having to go to class, and if i don't end up writing it (please g-d give me the motivation to write this fucking thing), i'll at least have the OPPORTUNITY to get ahead on my other two (serious) classes, organic chemistry and biochemistry.
which would be nice, cos i have two very important exams the following week.
my girl didn't get into her guggenheim intern/job situation, which is totally fucked cos her cred (resum and transcripts) flawless. so she's all broken hearted about it, quite understandable.
she's a really smart girl so i'm sure she'll figure something out but what it does lead me to wonder is at what point does a person actually realize they're not going to "make it." like at what point can you say, well shit, it doesn't look like i'll ever get that really cool job that pays well, and i'll always be coming up short.
everybody thought when they were young that they could do whatever they wanted.
then reality sets in and you realize that you should probably go for something that you like, but is still realistic.
and if that fails, then what?
life is a series of compromises, isn't that the old proverb?
oh by the way, my parents found out that me and my brother were getting high together (he's 14) so that's pretty shitty.
too bad we're both like straight A students. SUCKAS.
you know what? I AM HIGH, I'M HIGH BITCH.
dildough.