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The Flood / boring, incoherent blog/rant
« on: December 18, 2014, 12:58:02 AM »
also a really angry and depressing one, so
if you're having a good day, don't let me rain on it
I already know none of you are gonna take this seriously, so I don't expect serious or thoughtful responses, but regardless, I'm in the worst mood I've ever been in... well, about a week. And I feel like taking some people down with me.
For some of you, I'm gonna sound like a broken record, because I talk about this all the fucking time, but it just eats and eats at me and when it peaks, I just go fucking insane because I can't handle it.
So...
I just got my grades back for my first semester of college. Straight As, except for one B-. That's not bad, huh? That's good. Yeah.
Not so special now, huh. Normally, I'd be pretty happy--I mean, I've never had straight As in my life, because I always slacked off in high school. It was bad. But now things are changing. I'm doing my work, getting things done, and everything's dandy.
But then I have all these people--mostly on the Internet, but I get this in real life, too, all the time--who just like to put me down. My grades mean nothing, because I'm studying such a useless subject that's not going to get me a lucrative career in the future. Because that's all that I should care about is money.
No, don't be yourself, don't follow your dreams. Be like us. Go into some STEM subject that you have no interest in. Then you can actually make money and people will care about you.
...But what if I have no interest in any of those subjects? What if I can't do math and don't have any background with engineering? What if I have this talent for writing that I'd like to explore and hone?
Doesn't matter. If you aren't studying STEM, enjoy flipping burgers for the rest of your life. Your grades mean nothing, because you're studying a pointless subject.
Okay, so what you're telling me to do is switch to some kind of engineering major, just like everyone the FUCK else in my generation, to go into a career that I don't have my heart in, have no interest in whatsoever, just so that I can make more money?
Yes.
What if that doesn't make me happy? Writing makes me happy. I was quite happy with my major until you decided to piss all over everything that I enjoy. The one thing that I enjoy in the world--THE ONE THING--I can't enjoy it, because it's not "practical".
Yes.
You realize I've given myself purpose with writing, right? And if I had it taken away from me, I would have no purpose, right?
Oh, quit being dramatic. Who doesn't like money?
I fucking hate money. And I fucking hate you, and your pretentious cocksuckery. I'm going to continue with my major, and I don't give a cunt what you think about it. This notion that I have to study some shitty STEM subject--that I HAVE to do what everyone else is doing just to make a living, is a fucking joke. I fucking hate life as it is. Why make myself even MORE miserable by committing myself to a subject that I don't have a single iota of fucking interest in?
It makes me want to just spit blood into your shit-eating face. Find me a single goddamn subject--Hey, law, I could totally go into law. I love law. "Well, you'd have to go out of state, and take another two years or four years of college..." If that's what I fucking want to do, though, why does it FUCKING matter? What the fuck do you want from me? This is horseshit.
Everything that I want to do, I can't do it.
Everything that I like, everything that makes me happy.
I'm just wasting my time with it, huh.
I should be even more miserable, because fuck me and my interests.
And you wonder why I lash out at people for their interests?
This was supposed to be a happy moment for me, but because of society's perceptions of worth, I can't be. Sometimes, I like to convince myself that I was just born in the body and mind of a person who just doesn't belong here--that I wasn't conditioned to be who I was. The more and more I get to know society, however, the more I discover that it's actually the latter that's true. Society is not to blame for all my idiosyncrasies, but I know in my heart that there is not a single thing that society can do to discourage me from doing what I want to do with my life.
I will continue being made to feel useless.
I will continue being made to feel like I'm wasting my life.
I will continue to be harassed by cocksuckers and STEM elitists.
And I will continue to respond, as I always have, in the same exact way:
Fuck you.
Fuck off.
if you're having a good day, don't let me rain on it
I already know none of you are gonna take this seriously, so I don't expect serious or thoughtful responses, but regardless, I'm in the worst mood I've ever been in... well, about a week. And I feel like taking some people down with me.
For some of you, I'm gonna sound like a broken record, because I talk about this all the fucking time, but it just eats and eats at me and when it peaks, I just go fucking insane because I can't handle it.
So...
I just got my grades back for my first semester of college. Straight As, except for one B-. That's not bad, huh? That's good. Yeah.
Until you look at the classes I took.
Well, I didn't take these classes--they were given to me using this "first year experience" block system that we do.
Introduction to Film.
Introduction to Literature.
United States Since 1865.
Freshman Seminar.
Introduction to Film.
Introduction to Literature.
United States Since 1865.
Freshman Seminar.
Not so special now, huh. Normally, I'd be pretty happy--I mean, I've never had straight As in my life, because I always slacked off in high school. It was bad. But now things are changing. I'm doing my work, getting things done, and everything's dandy.
But then I have all these people--mostly on the Internet, but I get this in real life, too, all the time--who just like to put me down. My grades mean nothing, because I'm studying such a useless subject that's not going to get me a lucrative career in the future. Because that's all that I should care about is money.
No, don't be yourself, don't follow your dreams. Be like us. Go into some STEM subject that you have no interest in. Then you can actually make money and people will care about you.
...But what if I have no interest in any of those subjects? What if I can't do math and don't have any background with engineering? What if I have this talent for writing that I'd like to explore and hone?
Doesn't matter. If you aren't studying STEM, enjoy flipping burgers for the rest of your life. Your grades mean nothing, because you're studying a pointless subject.
Okay, so what you're telling me to do is switch to some kind of engineering major, just like everyone the FUCK else in my generation, to go into a career that I don't have my heart in, have no interest in whatsoever, just so that I can make more money?
Yes.
What if that doesn't make me happy? Writing makes me happy. I was quite happy with my major until you decided to piss all over everything that I enjoy. The one thing that I enjoy in the world--THE ONE THING--I can't enjoy it, because it's not "practical".
Yes.
You realize I've given myself purpose with writing, right? And if I had it taken away from me, I would have no purpose, right?
Oh, quit being dramatic. Who doesn't like money?
I fucking hate money. And I fucking hate you, and your pretentious cocksuckery. I'm going to continue with my major, and I don't give a cunt what you think about it. This notion that I have to study some shitty STEM subject--that I HAVE to do what everyone else is doing just to make a living, is a fucking joke. I fucking hate life as it is. Why make myself even MORE miserable by committing myself to a subject that I don't have a single iota of fucking interest in?
It makes me want to just spit blood into your shit-eating face. Find me a single goddamn subject--Hey, law, I could totally go into law. I love law. "Well, you'd have to go out of state, and take another two years or four years of college..." If that's what I fucking want to do, though, why does it FUCKING matter? What the fuck do you want from me? This is horseshit.
Everything that I want to do, I can't do it.
Everything that I like, everything that makes me happy.
I'm just wasting my time with it, huh.
I should be even more miserable, because fuck me and my interests.
And you wonder why I lash out at people for their interests?
This was supposed to be a happy moment for me, but because of society's perceptions of worth, I can't be. Sometimes, I like to convince myself that I was just born in the body and mind of a person who just doesn't belong here--that I wasn't conditioned to be who I was. The more and more I get to know society, however, the more I discover that it's actually the latter that's true. Society is not to blame for all my idiosyncrasies, but I know in my heart that there is not a single thing that society can do to discourage me from doing what I want to do with my life.
I will continue being made to feel useless.
I will continue being made to feel like I'm wasting my life.
I will continue to be harassed by cocksuckers and STEM elitists.
And I will continue to respond, as I always have, in the same exact way:
Fuck you.
Fuck off.