Why?

Jan 26, 2010 20:39

Once upon a time, I had a job I loved... a nice apartment...furniture...I took regular scuba diving vacations...my bank account had money in it...I went to nightclubs, took Ecstasy and danced on tables til dawn with glamorous people...and I gave it up to live with 5 roommates, take out $25,000 in loans, and slave for egocentric asshole professors. ( Read more... )

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_feckless January 28 2010, 20:14:13 UTC
This made me laugh so hard. I still hope I get in so I can leave my well paying job and up my chances of getting scurvy.

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