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Friday, 3 December 2004 22:46![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
a_bit_of_wit_2And so, once again, I'm crying as I type this. I feel as if everything seems to be crumbling at once, everything breaking down. As I told my parents, finally, that I'm leaving MCLA for good, and taking the spring off, I started crying. Again. Mom's sad, and she has no idea what I'm doing right now.
I feel like a failure. Again.
I want to go. I want to get out of here. I've had it. Right now, I could care less about college. Right now, I don't care if I ever return to school. I'll just start saving money and work towards an apartment in NP with April.
Fuck college with a big, rubber dick.
Yes, I'm bitter, yes, I'm cynical, yes, I'm totally disillusioned with college altogether. Deal with it.
Right now, I want to be alone.
I feel like a failure. Again.
I want to go. I want to get out of here. I've had it. Right now, I could care less about college. Right now, I don't care if I ever return to school. I'll just start saving money and work towards an apartment in NP with April.
Fuck college with a big, rubber dick.
Yes, I'm bitter, yes, I'm cynical, yes, I'm totally disillusioned with college altogether. Deal with it.
Right now, I want to be alone.
