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There isn't a day that goes by in which I don't think about quitting that idiotic university and spend the days slowly drowning myself in a sea of megawatts and chemicals. Day after day of insanely boring subjects being thought by people so full of themselves that they are unable to see the ridiculous little shits they are, and that there isn't a single student who actually likes or understands a word they're saying. After two months of classes there are still a few subjects that no one has the slightest clue about what the hell are we supposed to be learning.
If the real word is a boring place filled with shitty people always ready to put you down, then universities sure do prepare you for it..
As my brain increases the tendency to shut off to the battery of insipid theory that they bombard us with everyday in class, on the other side it's pulling me harder and harder towards pleasure in all its forms. It's a bit hard to remain focused on things that you can't stand to begin with when you keep having desires that appeal to you in a much greater way...be it the next big party on friday, that cute dark-haired girl that you've caught checking you out for the second time today, the will to grab some decent acid and just take the next spaceship to fantasy land, leaving all these worldly worries behind in boring old planet earth.
I know thinking like this is a bit dangerous, and has lead many friends of mine through some wrong paths. I know all that, I live with that reality every single day....but one can never deny the impulses we feel when our lives are so damn bland and uninteresting. I've always considered myself a pretty smart kid, and I know I'm not going down that way...but I certainly don't mind taking a few shortcuts through those dark and scary woods. And why not, right?
If the real word is a boring place filled with shitty people always ready to put you down, then universities sure do prepare you for it..
As my brain increases the tendency to shut off to the battery of insipid theory that they bombard us with everyday in class, on the other side it's pulling me harder and harder towards pleasure in all its forms. It's a bit hard to remain focused on things that you can't stand to begin with when you keep having desires that appeal to you in a much greater way...be it the next big party on friday, that cute dark-haired girl that you've caught checking you out for the second time today, the will to grab some decent acid and just take the next spaceship to fantasy land, leaving all these worldly worries behind in boring old planet earth.
I know thinking like this is a bit dangerous, and has lead many friends of mine through some wrong paths. I know all that, I live with that reality every single day....but one can never deny the impulses we feel when our lives are so damn bland and uninteresting. I've always considered myself a pretty smart kid, and I know I'm not going down that way...but I certainly don't mind taking a few shortcuts through those dark and scary woods. And why not, right?