pah...
11/12/2003 06:00 p.m.
"I'm gonna have 2 kids by the time i'm 22"
"...why?"
"So that I can be a cool mom, you know? Because my auntie, she got pregnant young, and she's a cool mom, and my mom, she got pregnant when she was old, and she's a bitch."

:| *blinkblink* riiiiiiiiight.

I was just remembering that comment, made by this chick in my french class named michelle. I was staring into her face thinking "You're an idiot." She's not only basing HER life around being cool, but her future children's lives too. She's like "Ya, I'm going to marry young, and the guys gonna be rich and I'll never have to work." I'm all thinking "hooray for the canadian workforce." She worked at Geordie's work for a while and couldn't come in on time or even do her job. I wonder about these kinds of people. Her biggest aspiration in life is to be a "cool" mom and pop out a couple of babies by the time she's 22. She doesn't plan on working, she probably thinks that some handsome sweet, funny and charming man's gonna pop up out of no where with a wad of cash or 3 to spare an be like "Wow, you're everything I've ever looked for in a woman, will you marry me?" I guess that all depends on what he's looking for, really. Different men have different tastes in women, I suppose. But really, people base their lives on chance events? I mean yeah, many events are chance... but what happens when she maybe falls for a guys who's DUNDUNDUN--- NOT rich *gasp!!* or better yet, marries some abusive slob with a fat wallet. Yup, great man to father your 2 kids. Geez... This is the future of Canada folks. This is the generation that will next be running your country. Because it isn't just her. It people who have no backup plan. Dreaming big is the only way to get there, yes, but you need a fall back. Like mountain climbing, yes, the only way to get to the top is to climb for it, but that doesn't mean you go without any gear on you. Ugh.

I hate school right now. Hate it. It is so pointless it makes me sick. We have to write a large essay on lord of the flies. WHY? WHHHHYYY!? What will that do for me? I can analyze just about any part int he book you want me to, why do I have to waste precious hours of my life writing it out, when the rest of the class knows it too, and the only thing seperating our grades are the grammar points. If we all do it, we'll each pump out 30 copies of the same re-worded answer, and he'll dock us on "deathwords". The funniest thing is that he calls it an "essay". Why not tell it like it is? Tell us it's an extremely dry report on a book we've already learned about? If you want us to put hour hearts into 3 pages of bullshit, why not let it be bullshit WE choose? But no, we have pre assigned topics we have to follow. So basically, it's a drill on doing just what you have no passion or desire to do. School is like molding camp. They put you there to teach you how to conform, and the only way you succeed in life is if you do what they say, and keep who you are underwraps until the day you dream about when you can just "Be yourself."

Theres the bell.
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