Do professors ever read all the stuff that they make us read? I can't believe these people actually read these books. If they do then it is clear that I shouldn't be a professor because this stuff is just downright silly. What's the point of reading two different things that say the same thing? So they can validate each other? I don't buy that.
But then again I'm the lucky 1% that gets to read this stuff.
"Of course we're disappointed, we see college on tv and in our dreams it becomes a social fantasy, where chords are lose and beautiful girls gone wild, and guys are smart sex built confident in their style, where it's ok to be gay (heyy), and youre free to explore, where you can trade in your virginity for being a whore, where you can finally find a place for people like you, and make things happen without their funky attitudes, and learn the tools that you need helping you decide what youre going to do with your life and how to do it right. To most of all be independent and grow strong and finally feel like you found a place where you belong. Then we get here shattering your expectations playing your hopes and fears and if it isn't rejection it's a lack of selection because all the ugly ones want to get in but the pretty ones want to be your friend and these rich kids have tons of beer but can you really just get drunk and blazed all year you look for something more but what is there to do and suddenly you feel trapped by the people around you so you join some clubs and make some friends but it seems youre seeing the same people again and again and they're making it feel like life is taking too long and with all the exaggeration they make you feel like youre doing college wrong and girls are like "omg I met this guy" but they forget to mention that he is gap toothed and cock eyed. And guys are like "yeah dude at that party I got head from a freshman" but leave out the results of the STD testing. And then there is the kids who sit in their dorms isolated online playing games using AIM to tell their friends they hate it and that they're going back home this weekend to visit to lie in their own bed with fresh clothes and linens. Then there are the kids that you never really talk to but you know them well because they're your myspace facebook stalkers (don't poke me). Classes got you stressed youre trying to do your best you gotta wake up at 8 to two essays and a test and guess what you just heard about this banging party and this chick that be attending is this hot little shorty and now sorry I went instead of doing my paper can i hand it in late for a slightly lower grade or extra credit? But this isn't high school there arent any demerits. There is no excuses. No mistakes. Nobody cares a bit. And that's the beautiful thing. See no matter how mature on the phone or go home we're in college now we're all on our own. We have to supply the fire to burn inside to deny any thoughts of failure and try to survive. And whether youre keeping your head above water or swimming the farthest we tred the hardest because we fear the sharkets. Because if you don't realize how blessed you are you become just another number just another star in the sky of thousands so remember your light is astounding and youre lucky to be here whether you came here from the burbs or public housing. There's nothing depressing about it. Youre in the prime of your life and youre surrounded by a million stories so take the time to learn them and make some action. Because if these are the best years in our life only we can make them happen." - Nyle
If. And Then.
15 years ago
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tuff little poem at the end
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