routine, routine, routine. i can’t handle fucking routine. everyweekday school, waking up before the sunshine, with undecided weather that chills my bones but heats up my skin, pure discomfort. surrounded by students that have no interest in anything but their iphone games and mobile uploads, looking sweet on facebook but ignoring those a foot away from them. taking most classes solely because credits are required, taking nothing of meaning from them whatsoever. small talks and monotonous how-are-yous, lets-hang-out-soons and dirty looks from stranger girls. the sticky weight of doing what you’re supposed to, required to, and the freeing, passion-infested idea of doing as you please, listening to your soul’s beg, or for some, just you’re ringtone. i am so fed up and this bullshit goes beyond ‘senioritis’. maybe this is the age we all psychologically realize how much time we’ve been wasting under the confinements and guidelines of a public school where everyone is commanded to conform and be a wonderful, agreeable citizen. and as my desperate-for-school-pride school states “a positive contributor to our global society”. fuck that. i just want to get the fuck out of there, follow my wildest dreams, and wear my hair curly . and i hope everyone passed out on their desks drooling on college-ruled paper is dreaming too.
I’m one of those people that is following their dreams, going to school to save the environment. Cause i can’t do what i want unless i go to school. I hate the people that always buried in their iphone, too busy to deal with real life. I personally don’t have an iphone, or a smart phone for that matter cause i don’t care to have one. College is going well for me, but i can’t stand that people go here and NOT know what they’re doing with their life and they’re going here just for the hell of doing something.
