Badger Badger Badger.

I'm soooooo excited the semester's almost over!

I can almost taste the sweet, sweet freedom.

Followed by the worst ass-raping of a summer I've yet seen. 
Yes, that analogy was rather cheeky and inappropriate. (Ha! Get it? Cheeky?!?!)



I guess by now I should be panicking that after paying today's rent, gas, and electric, I will have less than $20.00 left to pay for my phone bill, food, and credit card payments. 

But I won't panic.
You know why?

Because it's not worth losing my head over. 
Panicking is not pro-active, people!
 I guess I'm learning how to manage stress better. Appreciate the things that matter.
-- Or I just don't give a shit. (Money is pretty much a fictitious idea to me anyway; the Loch Ness Monster or even a Sasquatch seems more realistic in theory to me.)


Some things in life just aren't worth losing your head over. 
I've always had problems with money, so honestly, this should be a breezy walk in the park for me.


Obstacles can either make you or break you, and there will be many of them yet to come; that much is for sure.


For me, they seem to be never-ending. 

I guess that's just the hand I've been dealt. I'm sure there's some reason for it that I'm not seeing at this point in life. Maybe God is just a big dick, pointing and laughing at me and my suffering. 

Maybe there's no reason at all. Maybe I think my life has higher significance than it really does in the bigger picture.

I need a vacation. Wish me luck on my job search.

 

 

 

1. Education is a privilege, not a right.

2. An expensive one at that.

3. Like everything else, universities are a business. First priority is making that money.

4. Going to school will not necessarily make you smarter.
Just look at the prizewinners who get into the UofA for crying out loud.

5. Attending a public university in Arizona is an embarrassing blemish on your resume.

6. College is a great way to get trapped in the debt system. Debt that you'll be paying off for the next 20+ years of your life.
And you already spent roughly 20 years in school, from the time that you are 5 to adulthood.

Unless of course you come from a privileged family who pays for your tuition, board, and weekly hair appointments, and in that case, ignore this whole post as you don't know your ass from your elbow.
Trust me, you don't.

7. Study what you're most interested in out of sheer love and desire for knowledge, not because you think you'll get a high-paying job.
Cuz ya won't.
Unless you're one of those science-y people. In which case, I envy your superior intellect and career choices.

8. Getting a degree is not job training per se.
Getting a degree is a thankless task to test your perseverance and skills at dealing with your professors' countless pesky assignments and following through.

9. Surviving college does build character and improve your work ethic.

10. I absolutely believe that knowledge is power, and as such, everyone should have an education.
Even if it's just for that magical slip of paper.

The longer I'm in school, the harder it is to care.

Yeah, not really feeling this whole blog thing right now. But it is 11:05pm on a Sunday. Gotta get down to business. My week could be summarized as lazy and underperforming, and in that same spirit, I'm going to make a super-lazy, lame post.

School sucked especially hard, although I can't remember now that I think back what I actually did that pissed me off so much.
Oh yeah, the Pima County Planning and Zoning meeting. That's what pissed me off.

The worst waste of my life ever.

No joke, it was that bad. In fact, I don't want to talk about it anymore.

AFTER the meeting, however, I acted out in rare form. Went to score a free meal at my place of work, and decided it would be a great time to have a giant mug of beer to reward myself for all the pain and suffering I had endured all morning. I made this decision at 11:10 in the morning on Wednesday, mind you. I had an hour to kill. After finishing the 32oz mug of Monkeyshine, realized I had actually TWO hours to kill. So then I had a bloody mary. And that was it.
Okay, fine, so I had a shot, too.

I was having a bad day.

After two hours and three drinks I was drunk. Not stumbling, squinty-eyed, or slurring drunk. Pretty giggly though. Went to my second class drunk. It was awesome, but not quite as fun as it was when I was 19. Which was the last time I pulled the getting-drunk-before-class stunt, for your information.
My professor asked me to stay after class, I thought at the time maybe he wanted to ask me if I had a drinking problem. Turns out instead that he just wanted to kiss my friggin ass. I've never really had a professor compliment my writing (that I put zero effort into) like this before. Very odd turn of events, especially when cracking a day-time buzz.