emo ramblings...
sitting in the library today i realized something;
i somehow feel as though i'm 'above' studying. and not in the pretentious, privelaged way i'm sure it sounds. i'm just to the point where i don't feel like i should have to research anything that doesn't sound interesting to me anymore. hell, go so far to say i've 'earned' this privelage. cause if hating microeconomics is wrong, i don't want to be right. especially not when you are taking the course for the second friggin time around. and still failing the exams.
i talked with jeff for a while tonight and we realized that the actual thought of a 'job' after graduation seems kind of incomplete. we were left with a feeling of 'then what?'. work 40 years til you retire? then what? you die.
morbid? yes. sounding way too 'goth'? very much so.
i'm coming off as way too whiney, i'm just trying to say i would feel way more comfortable surrounded by vinyl and plastic in a record shop somewhere in a quiet, nice town. these are the jobs they should give health care for. or maybe we should just get with the program (in my opinion at least) and socialize health care. but you can't teach an old redneck new tricks i suppose so it shall never come to pass.
anyways, i'm sounding way too faux-deep, so i'm gonna cut this one off.
i somehow feel as though i'm 'above' studying. and not in the pretentious, privelaged way i'm sure it sounds. i'm just to the point where i don't feel like i should have to research anything that doesn't sound interesting to me anymore. hell, go so far to say i've 'earned' this privelage. cause if hating microeconomics is wrong, i don't want to be right. especially not when you are taking the course for the second friggin time around. and still failing the exams.
i talked with jeff for a while tonight and we realized that the actual thought of a 'job' after graduation seems kind of incomplete. we were left with a feeling of 'then what?'. work 40 years til you retire? then what? you die.
morbid? yes. sounding way too 'goth'? very much so.
i'm coming off as way too whiney, i'm just trying to say i would feel way more comfortable surrounded by vinyl and plastic in a record shop somewhere in a quiet, nice town. these are the jobs they should give health care for. or maybe we should just get with the program (in my opinion at least) and socialize health care. but you can't teach an old redneck new tricks i suppose so it shall never come to pass.
anyways, i'm sounding way too faux-deep, so i'm gonna cut this one off.