I FUCKING HATE PEOPLE. WHY DO I ALWAYS GET MYSELF INTO SITUATIONS WHERE I AM ALWAYS THE PERSON WHO GETS HURT.
DON'T EVEN SEE THE POINT OF ANYTHING ANYMORE. SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO CRAWL INTO A HOLE AND DIE. FUCK EVERYONE. FUCK ME.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
crossroads.
At this point of my life, I'm 24 and I've ZERO clue of what I'm going to do career wise. I'm now working in 2 casual jobs, looking for full time work. I've a degree which you know what? I don't even give a shit about. I only went to uni because my parents wanted me to, because it felt like a supposed natural progression. In the end, what was the damn point?
I realized our parents' way of thinking are stuck in this paradigm where having a degree is everything but it is not, it was back in their times, back in our grandparents' time where having a degree means you're guaranteed to have a well-paid job but at our age and now, having a degree means fuck all.
Sometimes, I don't even know why I care when everything comes to an end anyways.
I realized our parents' way of thinking are stuck in this paradigm where having a degree is everything but it is not, it was back in their times, back in our grandparents' time where having a degree means you're guaranteed to have a well-paid job but at our age and now, having a degree means fuck all.
Sometimes, I don't even know why I care when everything comes to an end anyways.
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