College, life, etc.
Life is great.
I have 636 friends here.
There are 637 people on campus.
I am president of my class.
I have straight a's.
I am not taking math, science, or Language Arts.
I am on the single most beautiful campus in the world
I am dating a girl who is easily one of the most down to earth and fun people I've ever met. Not to mention, she and the scenery go hand in hand in providing a gorgeous environment
I have four classes. All of them fun.
I have the best roommate I could have picked.
I have awesome friends.
Ron Paul has landslid 5 of his last 7 straw polls.
So, why do i want to leave so badly?
Is it because I have no motivation to go to class because I know literally everything that I've been taught so far?
Is it because life is too easy here?
Is it because no one here is even close to as smart as Skov, Ben, or Trip?
Is it maybe because the more people that like me, the more I feel out of place?
Or because I feel like i'm here just because my parents, society, etc, expects me to be?
Is it because the most intellectually stimulating thing i've done here was explain the basis of ethics and philosophy to the political science organization?
Or because everyone here is so closed-minded intellectually?
I think it's because if i am not stimulated, I feel dead.
If I can't argue, if i can't challenge, can't ask questions or tell someone that they are wrong and get an intelligent response as to why I am so that I may reshape my opinion to be better informed, I feel dead.
I might as well be too.
If I cant think, why live?
My classes are thoughtless.
My friends here are thoughtless unless me, the tv, or their preacher tells them something, then they absorb it and do not ask questions.
seeing this, being here, it saddens me. It makes me want to go find hope.
I am paying way too much money for this.
Way too much.
Maybe what else is pushing this is the fact that I hate America.
I hate it.
that's right Feds who are reading this after spidering to find key words such as hate and america anywhere on the web. I hate America.
Why do I hate America?
I could give you a million and a half reasons.
Let's go with one example rather:
Yesterday, I go to pick up my TV from my house in winder.
I start driving back and reach 985.
I get about 10 miles down 985 and I see a car on my ass. This car happens to turn on flashing blue lights.
Side note, for anyone who doesn't know, feds who are reading this post included (thank you, patriot act) my motto in life is 'Fuck the Police'. I may get into this at a later date, but police are basically #1 on my list of things I hate.
I pull over, he steps up to my car and asks for my license and registration. I ask him what the problem is because I was doing absolutely nothing wrong. He tells me that my light is out, I tell him that it is a warning for that at worst, he asks if i've been drinking, smoking weed, etc. I tell him the obvious truth: no.
He asks for my roommate's license (he was in the car with me at the time and it is a ridiculous invasion of personal privacy for him to do so. I tell him my roommate loudly and sternly that he does not have to give it to him.
Mr. Copper doesnt like this much.
He asks me to step out of the vehicle and do a full spread against the car. I tell him that he has no probable cause to search me or my vehicle and that I will have a damned good lawyer take his badge should he continue this charade.
He says that's a threat, pushes me against the car, and proceeds to manhandle my ass and groin for a good 10-20 seconds.
He proceeds to go through my car after doing the same to my roommate and finds absolutely nothing.
No shit.
He then realizes that I was damned serious about the lawyer and the fact that he found nothing gave him no ground beneath his feet, i proceed to tell him this, again, sternly, and let him know that takes this any further he WILL have a lawsuit on his hands regardless.
He hands me my license and after a very unfriendly exchange of words, we part ways.
20mins later I am still driving back to Young Harris through Hiawasse.
I see a car on my ass and the lights turn on.
A second cop pulls me over.
I roll down my window while ranting to my roommate as the cop approaches about how much I fucking hate cops and that I swear to God if it's the last thing I do I will have my way with them.
This makes him proceed to my car very, very, very, cautiously, not to mention with his hand on his gun in his unclipped holster.
He looks too scared to ask me for more than my license, tells me that my headlight is out and i tell him i got the memo.
He hands me my license back and tells me to get it fixed and basically jogs back to his car.
Looking back on the second cop, it was rather rash of me to say that kind of shit when he was approaching as i'm sure that he knows that there are alot of psychos out there with guns. I could have easily been held at gun point or even shot if i had anything resembling gun, but, as you all know, i become very uncaring of consequences when i am pissed.
The first cop fucking deserved it.
So, yes, I think the decision is made. I'm moving out of the country ASAP.
I have 636 friends here.
There are 637 people on campus.
I am president of my class.
I have straight a's.
I am not taking math, science, or Language Arts.
I am on the single most beautiful campus in the world
I am dating a girl who is easily one of the most down to earth and fun people I've ever met. Not to mention, she and the scenery go hand in hand in providing a gorgeous environment
I have four classes. All of them fun.
I have the best roommate I could have picked.
I have awesome friends.
Ron Paul has landslid 5 of his last 7 straw polls.
So, why do i want to leave so badly?
Is it because I have no motivation to go to class because I know literally everything that I've been taught so far?
Is it because life is too easy here?
Is it because no one here is even close to as smart as Skov, Ben, or Trip?
Is it maybe because the more people that like me, the more I feel out of place?
Or because I feel like i'm here just because my parents, society, etc, expects me to be?
Is it because the most intellectually stimulating thing i've done here was explain the basis of ethics and philosophy to the political science organization?
Or because everyone here is so closed-minded intellectually?
I think it's because if i am not stimulated, I feel dead.
If I can't argue, if i can't challenge, can't ask questions or tell someone that they are wrong and get an intelligent response as to why I am so that I may reshape my opinion to be better informed, I feel dead.
I might as well be too.
If I cant think, why live?
My classes are thoughtless.
My friends here are thoughtless unless me, the tv, or their preacher tells them something, then they absorb it and do not ask questions.
seeing this, being here, it saddens me. It makes me want to go find hope.
I am paying way too much money for this.
Way too much.
Maybe what else is pushing this is the fact that I hate America.
I hate it.
that's right Feds who are reading this after spidering to find key words such as hate and america anywhere on the web. I hate America.
Why do I hate America?
I could give you a million and a half reasons.
Let's go with one example rather:
Yesterday, I go to pick up my TV from my house in winder.
I start driving back and reach 985.
I get about 10 miles down 985 and I see a car on my ass. This car happens to turn on flashing blue lights.
Side note, for anyone who doesn't know, feds who are reading this post included (thank you, patriot act) my motto in life is 'Fuck the Police'. I may get into this at a later date, but police are basically #1 on my list of things I hate.
I pull over, he steps up to my car and asks for my license and registration. I ask him what the problem is because I was doing absolutely nothing wrong. He tells me that my light is out, I tell him that it is a warning for that at worst, he asks if i've been drinking, smoking weed, etc. I tell him the obvious truth: no.
He asks for my roommate's license (he was in the car with me at the time and it is a ridiculous invasion of personal privacy for him to do so. I tell him my roommate loudly and sternly that he does not have to give it to him.
Mr. Copper doesnt like this much.
He asks me to step out of the vehicle and do a full spread against the car. I tell him that he has no probable cause to search me or my vehicle and that I will have a damned good lawyer take his badge should he continue this charade.
He says that's a threat, pushes me against the car, and proceeds to manhandle my ass and groin for a good 10-20 seconds.
He proceeds to go through my car after doing the same to my roommate and finds absolutely nothing.
No shit.
He then realizes that I was damned serious about the lawyer and the fact that he found nothing gave him no ground beneath his feet, i proceed to tell him this, again, sternly, and let him know that takes this any further he WILL have a lawsuit on his hands regardless.
He hands me my license and after a very unfriendly exchange of words, we part ways.
20mins later I am still driving back to Young Harris through Hiawasse.
I see a car on my ass and the lights turn on.
A second cop pulls me over.
I roll down my window while ranting to my roommate as the cop approaches about how much I fucking hate cops and that I swear to God if it's the last thing I do I will have my way with them.
This makes him proceed to my car very, very, very, cautiously, not to mention with his hand on his gun in his unclipped holster.
He looks too scared to ask me for more than my license, tells me that my headlight is out and i tell him i got the memo.
He hands me my license back and tells me to get it fixed and basically jogs back to his car.
Looking back on the second cop, it was rather rash of me to say that kind of shit when he was approaching as i'm sure that he knows that there are alot of psychos out there with guns. I could have easily been held at gun point or even shot if i had anything resembling gun, but, as you all know, i become very uncaring of consequences when i am pissed.
The first cop fucking deserved it.
So, yes, I think the decision is made. I'm moving out of the country ASAP.