Fuck this shit.
I want to just go home, go to city college for two years, and transfer to UC Berkeley. Maybe I could just commute to school then, and I wouldn’t have to deal with people. I hate the dorms, I hate eating in a goddamned dining hall for every meal, and I hate how noisy people are. It’s fucking 3 am. People are trying to sleep, asshole. I hate it when people I don’t know stare at me, and I hate it when they say “Hi” or try to sit with me when I’m eating. I’m alone for a reason. I hate my classes, too. I got a C+ on my last philosophy essay, and I’ll probably get another one or worse because I don’t give a shit and wrote it in an hour and a half even though it’s worth 40% of our grade. I wish I could still get away with stuff like that. In seminar, I would have gotten at least an A- on it, and that was supposed to be a “hard” class. My GPA is going to suck. There are people everywhere. I fucking hate it. Go away, everyone. Maybe I could invest in the stock market, and when the economy bounces back, I’ll be a multimillionaire, and I can go live by myself without worrying about money.
