Why do people cheat?
Keeping up with the Kardashians was on tonight and here sits the only son, Rob, trying to win back his ex girlfriend whom he had dated for 2 years or something, maybe more. He loved her, moved in with her, and cheated on her. Now hold up just one second . . . cheated? Why? First off, she was an absolute babe- the scandalous Cheetah girl who came out with some racy photos (but I mean, who hasn't done that nowadays? oh . . . wait, me. ) Who can get better than her? And then he sits and talks about how they were "so compatible." Then what, buddy, compelled you to cheat on her?
Sorosstitutes drive me insaaaaaane.
Especially here. I mean, yes, there are a few girls who are wonderful and everything and I am so grateful to have them as friends but all the others, oy. They're so ungrateful and stuck upon themselves. Perhaps I am just uneducated. It probably doesn't help that I call them sorosttitutes but if just a few of them that aren't my friends before they become one of "them" could step out of their little cubby world full of designer clothes, mixers, those little ribbons they tie around their head to make them look like hippies, and friggin leggings (RETIRE THEM!!!!), maybe they would see there are more things to this life than the biggest party or the pride and award of being the girl with the most sorority stuff on campus . . . such as, I dunno, MANNERS?!
Why do I go here?
This has been on my mind so much lately, and has been since last year when I went home for the summer. I thought about it a lot this summer, and even considered calling a few people to see what they would think about it. Why am I going to a school where I don't know what to do when I have free time because THAT is how much I study? What is fun about that? You're only 18, 19, 20, 21, 22 once, right? I understand it's the rest of my life, but after all of that's over, then what? I get a job and do the same thing every day . . .
I mean, don't get me wrong. I will probably doubt all of this and have second thoughts on it until I graduate, which I will do from U of M. But I will always wonder what if I would have gone out west and done the other thing that I really want to do?
There's a lot more that goes with this topic, but I just don't always feel like divulging . . . plus, there are other things on my mind. Perhaps I will provide the extended version to this one another night when I have time. . . 'cause guess what I am off to do at 1:09 am? That's my own fault though, I took study breaks. Wowwww I took study breaks and STILL have to be up til 2 doing work . . .
My plan for this summer has changed.
It could be for the better or for the worse . . . not sure which yet. I misread something on Hillsdale College's website and will not be returning home this summer to shadow, work, and volunteer at the hospital. Instead, I will stay up here and pay rent for an additional four months as well as go to class and work. I haven't decided if I am excited about this or not . . .
Dang, I sound like a real debbie downer miss party pooper tonight and I'm sorry . . . I promise it'll get better :)
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