Day late and a dollar short...
So to all of my "friends" at Hillsdale who've suddenly decided that now that I'm a college dropout and somehow beneath them because I work 61 plus hours a week, I've got something to say to you.
1. I am not bragging when I'm talking about how much I'm working, neither am I complaining, I'm keeping my FRIENDS abreast of the situation, I thought that's what an lj was for.
2. I am NOT a college dropout... I'm going to transfer to a school locally in Fort Wayne, I have neither the time nor the money for Hillsdale, and as much as I love my friends and select professors, the administration was no picnic to deal with so I'm glad to be done with that.
3. I neither want nor need your "help" or "advice." I have plenty of genuine help and advice from my amazing friends who don't backstab me or gossip about me. Please stop calling and instant messaging me with your trite, dried-up phrases about how you hope I've "learned something." Yeah, I've learned something all right, and it has nothing to do with lemons and lemonaid. It has to do with working your ass off and actually fighting to make it in the "real world."
4. I don't really care if you had something similar happen with your parents and overcame it through prayer so that you could come back to Hillsdale. As much as I love being example b to your example a, I think I'll pass if it's all the same to you.
5. Until you actually live through your brother being in Iraq, your dad having cancer and a heart attack, your mother telling you in a fit of anger that EVERYBODY'S lives would be better if you were her miscarriage instead of the child after you, you're rapist stalking you at school, you're rapist getting caught, being confronted with the fact you may need to testify, holding down three jobs while taking school, and everything else I have had to deal with, PLEASE do not tell me what you would do in my situation.
6. Just as with the story of the Little Red Hen, if you were not my friend when I actually needed you, what makes you think I want to hang out with you or have you over when my life looks like it may be coasting for a while?
To all of my real friends, thank you for all of the support, please don't come close to taking this diatribe to be in any way attributed to you, if there are any doubts in your mind, I'm not talking about you. You have helped me in so many ways whether moral, physical, monetary, or in any of the other hundreds of ways. Also I know I'm not amazingly brilliant or anything and that I can't do this on my own, so I value your advice as much as I value your support.
Angry, pissed off rant done.... for the moment...
1. I am not bragging when I'm talking about how much I'm working, neither am I complaining, I'm keeping my FRIENDS abreast of the situation, I thought that's what an lj was for.
2. I am NOT a college dropout... I'm going to transfer to a school locally in Fort Wayne, I have neither the time nor the money for Hillsdale, and as much as I love my friends and select professors, the administration was no picnic to deal with so I'm glad to be done with that.
3. I neither want nor need your "help" or "advice." I have plenty of genuine help and advice from my amazing friends who don't backstab me or gossip about me. Please stop calling and instant messaging me with your trite, dried-up phrases about how you hope I've "learned something." Yeah, I've learned something all right, and it has nothing to do with lemons and lemonaid. It has to do with working your ass off and actually fighting to make it in the "real world."
4. I don't really care if you had something similar happen with your parents and overcame it through prayer so that you could come back to Hillsdale. As much as I love being example b to your example a, I think I'll pass if it's all the same to you.
5. Until you actually live through your brother being in Iraq, your dad having cancer and a heart attack, your mother telling you in a fit of anger that EVERYBODY'S lives would be better if you were her miscarriage instead of the child after you, you're rapist stalking you at school, you're rapist getting caught, being confronted with the fact you may need to testify, holding down three jobs while taking school, and everything else I have had to deal with, PLEASE do not tell me what you would do in my situation.
6. Just as with the story of the Little Red Hen, if you were not my friend when I actually needed you, what makes you think I want to hang out with you or have you over when my life looks like it may be coasting for a while?
To all of my real friends, thank you for all of the support, please don't come close to taking this diatribe to be in any way attributed to you, if there are any doubts in your mind, I'm not talking about you. You have helped me in so many ways whether moral, physical, monetary, or in any of the other hundreds of ways. Also I know I'm not amazingly brilliant or anything and that I can't do this on my own, so I value your advice as much as I value your support.
Angry, pissed off rant done.... for the moment...