Had another article published in campus talk, came out online today. http://mycampustalk.com/how-2-stay-interesting-living-life-beyond-the-daily-grind/ go read it. Follow instructions tumblr, and even though I know you won’t, keep the game I invented fresh in your minds at all times.
I love going places and meeting people.
Judgemental people are my absolute favorite.
Backstory:
I live in Gainesville, Florida, home to the University of Florida, and Santa Fe College of course, and damn near everybody I meet is a student.
There is nothing I love more than this question: ”So what are you studying?”
Half of the time, this question comes before they even ask if I’m in school, and to those of you who don’t already know, I am not in school anymore.
I didn’t graduate, and I work a dead end job. And I just love their lack of interest when I inform the inquiring student that I would like to be a writer, because that’s all I do in my free time.
The topic immediately shifts back to them, and my lack of interest grows exponentially. Don’t get me wrong, school is great, for some people.
I however, loathe school. I can’t pay attention in class, I can’t make myself focus enough to do homework, I can’t read books I have no interest in, and I won’t write a paper on something that has no relevance to anything ever.
After entering a decent amount of debt, I asked myself why I was in school, and I had no answer. I had no idea what I wanted to do, and I didn’t find anything I was studying even remotely interesting. At that point in my life I only had about four journals full of poetry, and it was only something I did occasionally. In other words, I didn’t know how much I enjoyed writing yet, and I was basically throwing away money for reasons I couldn’t come up with. Cue drop out.
I’ve been working since I was 16, so it’s not like I dropped out of school and did the normal student “now I have to get a job,” routine. I’ve been working ten years now, cooking for eight, and I write all of the time. So the only “classes” I am interested in are those relating to grammar. And I can find a large amount of those online, and that’s what I’ve been studying recently. It doesn’t show yet, I know.
So to you, oh judgemental student, when you get out of school with your “I can conquer the world attitude,” you’re more than likely going to have to get a job that you won’t particularly like. It’s going to take you many years to figure out that you don’t particularly like that job, and that you had wished you had gone to school for something different. Or maybe you’ll wish that you had any kind of work experience in your life so you would have some sort of idea of what in the Hell you would like to do with your life.
I, again however, am completely aware of what I want to do with my life. I know for damn sure I won’t last another eight years cooking. So, I’m going to continue to do what I love for the rest of my life, and eventually acquire a monetary gain from it. We will have the occasional judgmental meeting, but I’ll be completely fine with it. I don’t see myself through your eyes, and never will. I wasn’t a silver-spoon kid, my college wasn’t paid for, and I did drop out.
I wish you well.
I’m so sick of thinking
I feel like a zombie
However not dead
Just too many thoughts on top of me
I can’t focus on one
So my brain is a zombie
But I go on functioning
Performing jobs set before me
I’m moving at a snails pace
It’s like I’m limbless
In an all out arms race
Constantly falling short
But I did it to myself
Cue college career abort
Must not have been a fan of wealth
It seems I’d rather drink
And endanger my health.
By working two jobs and running myself ragged,
I’ve killed my social life,
And gained a mountain of obligatory baggage.
How do you spell relief?
W-R-I-T-I-N-G
But don’t tell your teachers,
They’ll never believe you.
They may even chastise.
They’ll try to deceive you,
Say read and write about this.
I’ll say nah,
And present her with one finger on my fist,
You know the one.
And that’s why me and school just don’t get along.
I’m probably just ignorant, stubborn for sure.
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