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College Dilemmas...mostly

College Dilemmas

                I just realized something. Most of the writers here in wattpad are young adults, meaning; college/university students. So I thought, why not rant about my stressful college dilemmas and hope that someone with a big heart would give me some wonderful insights, or maybe share some random things.

Problem #1: I’m terribly young to be in college.

                I just turned 16 last June 21. I know. Shocker. How am I in college already? I went to school when I was only 4 years old, spent 3 years in pre-school, got accelerated to 1st grade, endured 6 years of grade school life, bashed through 4 years of high school, and bam, here I am; a freshman trailing down university road. What’s the problem with that? Although I don’t really feel inferior to anyone, I’ve received a couple of raised eyebrows due to my “youthfulness.”

                Point is; why do people discriminate others based on age? What’s wrong with being young when maturity isn’t actually age-dependent? Who cares about age? It’s not surprising when there are times when a five-year-old acts more maturely than a hormonal teenage boy.

                So basically, I would like to revise Problem #1 into: Age-discriminating immature people.

Problem #2: I miss high school. *starts to get teary-eyed*

                Who doesn’t miss high school? Okay, fine. Not everyone had happy memories to look back to. But, for the sake of the point I want to make, let’s say that hypothetically, everyone who’s reading this actually had happy memories. High school housed some of the most memorable experiences I had. In my case, I had the time of my life. But unfortunately, I eventually had to graduate and move on to much more complicated things. Yes, I’m obviously referring to college.

                Even though college is just a wilder version of high school, with more parties, drinks and hot guys, or hot chick for boys) it’s also a meaner and definitely a more hellish episode of my life. Why hellish you say? Well, duh? I’ve only been going to uni for 2 months and my work load is only slightly lesser than my laundry. (I don’t really have time to do the laundry these days). Seriously, I’m actually surprised I’m not yet fainting while walking around the campus carrying books that are obviously way over my weight-lifting-capacity. The time I spend in our library is almost equal to the time I spend sleeping. (I also sleep in the library by the way). The course of my day would be like this: wake up, shower and all that stuff, walk to school for about 15 minutes, go to class, take down notes (without looking down at my notebook because the prof talks way too fast), eat (while simultaneously reading a book for the next class), go to all the remaining classes, try not to fall asleep, go straight to the library, say goodbye to friends(while desperately trying to keep hold of all the books), open umbrella because it’s raining, bend down to get some books that fell to the ground, thank a total stranger for holding my umbrella for me, trudge through the streets towards my apartment, eat dinner, open computer and do all the homework/shit (sneak in wattpad), sleep at 12 midnight, wake up at 5 in the morning, and repeat the whole process. You guys probably have way more work than me. What can I say? I just love to complain. So yeah, I miss high school.

Problem #3: Too many temptations.

                Okay. You guys would probably tell me: there’s temptation everywhere. Well, for me, I’m actually saying this because it is actually the first time that I get to have too much freedom. Basically, since the day I was born, I was pretty much a very good daughter. I followed everything my parents said. Okay, I don’t think anybody would believe that shit for a second. Well, I followed most of what they said. Let’s take note of the few circumstances in which I gave in to temptation:

1.       I had a boyfriend….during freshmen year. (high school). Yes. I know. Nuff said.

2.       I couldn’t think of anything more interesting….

Anyway, if in high school we had a limited population of cute “straight” guys, college has an army of these overly handsome human beings. Oh, by the way, too much handsomeness for guys should be illegal. That, my friends, is what I’m referring to when I say temptations. Because, you see, I swore not to have a boyfriend again until I graduate…...

Let’s not forget about the increasing amount of party invitations. Due to hormonal tendencies of college girls, guys, and gays, parties sort of become a mutual hobby. Well, of course, next to studying…..what?!?

Okay, I’m done babbling for now since I’m spending way too much time for my “break.” I actually have a huge huge huge test tomorrow. And I can’t believe I actually opted to write this nonsense first. Well, that’s me.

I won’t beg anyone of you to comment here because this is basically just an epic random shit that I didn’t know what to do about and decided to share to the world of wattpad. Thumbs up to my weirdness kiddos.

If you guys want a more sensible and probably more entertaining book to read, read my other books. Duh? I’m shamelessly advertising my books in MY OWN BOOK . That’s how fucked up I am.

I just used the “F” word. Bam!

Feel free to do whatever you guys want.

But let me warn you, I take my work seriously. No, seriously.

This is a piece of art.

And this is just plain bullshit.

You can stop reading now.

Ta ta!

xoxo-mai