My silver platter is tarnished.
This is me ranting. This is me ranting about how everybody around me has life so easy... and I don't. Don't get me wrong. I am very well aware that there are people out there who have it thousands of times worse than me. But at the same time, isn't it almost worse to have a nice life taken away from you than to never have experienced it in the first place?
Maybe this is what I get for going to a $30,000 a year school where everyone has mommy and daddy paying every cent for them. I didn't expect to be one of the very few actually paying for my own tuition. It sickens me to see the way these people think and act. I'm really getting sick of my roommate. She embodies everything I hate about people with money. She has tons and tons of amazing, beautiful clothes....and she walks around in sweats every day. What a waste. She has been brought up with the attitude that anything is possible with enough money. She's been knocked up before and of course, she got an abortion. Now I hear her on the phone with several friends, telling them it's okay to get an abortion....they treat it like the only person who matters is themselves. I think they forget to realize that their actions are taking away a human life.
Along those lines, it really ticks me off. Two of the most important people in my life might not be here if their parents had been selfish enough to abort them. My boyfriend and my best friend were both born to ultra-young parents; their mothers were both 17 when they were born. Now, what happens if they had decided their own life was more important than that of the life inside of them? Well then two amazing, wonderful people would not exist on this earth. Shame on you, Sarah, for going around telling people that as long as they have the money, it's okay to kill a baby. I know about the cigarettes you hide from me, too.
My roommate knows how touchy I am about smoking because of my mother, so she hides cigarettes to bring with her when she goes and gets drunk.
Now this brings me to Ali. This girl Ali....this girl needs to be taught a real good, hard lesson. There is so much I could say about her, but honestly, the girl has everything handed to her on a silver platter. Right now, she has a great boyfriend. He treats her like an angel and he is a very nice guy. They've been dating probably a little over six months now. But that's not enough for her. Do you know what she tried to do? She tried to go on a "break" with him so she can hook up with guys here at school while he takes a semester in France. How disgustingly, filthily low is that? Yeah, that's love right there. The best part is the guy she wants to hook up with is the guy Sam who I had a crush on last year who I know for a fact does not hold girls as his number one priority in life. I can't believe she would throw away a great relationship to have meaningless hookups.
And then, she got accepted to our school's off campus program in Australia. Now, I really, really, really wanted to go to this. I decided not to so that I could spend time with George over winter break and so that I could work and save up some money. So right there the girl is lucky. Again, handed a great opportunity. Now the whole point of going is to take a course. ONE course. A two week course that gives you credit for taking a ten week course. So what does little miss princess say she's going to do? Skip it. Skip the whole reason for going just to recklessly whore herself around Australia. I can't believe somebody would actually do stuff like this. People don't realize how goddamned lucky they are.
The final thing that bothered me enough to write this all is this:
There is a girl who I was really close friends with in junior high who I had a falling out with freshman year of high school. I haven't spoken to her since. My friend sent me a link to her Myspace today because her boyfriend left her a comment about buying her a 2 carat diamond ring. It made me sick to think that someone as horrible as her could be the recipient of something I'll never receive. And I continued looking and saw that she is a pharmacy major and he goes to Harvard medical school. They have their lives laid out perfectly in front of them....I'll never have that, and I was never destined to. My destiny is graphic arts. Not something highly paid, not something well-respected. And George doesn't have a clue what he wants to do (although I must say, he's much better looking than her doctor-to-be.) I'm just so jealous of people who have nothing to worry about. I'll be paying off loans for the rest of my life, and she can pay hers off with a year's pay!
You can argue that everything I'm going through will make me a better person....but I'd have to counter that argument by saying that I feel like I've regressed to become a horrible friend, a huge shit talker, and overall a no good, mean person who is no longer fun to be around.
This is me ranting... This is me ranting about everything I'll never be.
Maybe this is what I get for going to a $30,000 a year school where everyone has mommy and daddy paying every cent for them. I didn't expect to be one of the very few actually paying for my own tuition. It sickens me to see the way these people think and act. I'm really getting sick of my roommate. She embodies everything I hate about people with money. She has tons and tons of amazing, beautiful clothes....and she walks around in sweats every day. What a waste. She has been brought up with the attitude that anything is possible with enough money. She's been knocked up before and of course, she got an abortion. Now I hear her on the phone with several friends, telling them it's okay to get an abortion....they treat it like the only person who matters is themselves. I think they forget to realize that their actions are taking away a human life.
Along those lines, it really ticks me off. Two of the most important people in my life might not be here if their parents had been selfish enough to abort them. My boyfriend and my best friend were both born to ultra-young parents; their mothers were both 17 when they were born. Now, what happens if they had decided their own life was more important than that of the life inside of them? Well then two amazing, wonderful people would not exist on this earth. Shame on you, Sarah, for going around telling people that as long as they have the money, it's okay to kill a baby. I know about the cigarettes you hide from me, too.
My roommate knows how touchy I am about smoking because of my mother, so she hides cigarettes to bring with her when she goes and gets drunk.
Now this brings me to Ali. This girl Ali....this girl needs to be taught a real good, hard lesson. There is so much I could say about her, but honestly, the girl has everything handed to her on a silver platter. Right now, she has a great boyfriend. He treats her like an angel and he is a very nice guy. They've been dating probably a little over six months now. But that's not enough for her. Do you know what she tried to do? She tried to go on a "break" with him so she can hook up with guys here at school while he takes a semester in France. How disgustingly, filthily low is that? Yeah, that's love right there. The best part is the guy she wants to hook up with is the guy Sam who I had a crush on last year who I know for a fact does not hold girls as his number one priority in life. I can't believe she would throw away a great relationship to have meaningless hookups.
And then, she got accepted to our school's off campus program in Australia. Now, I really, really, really wanted to go to this. I decided not to so that I could spend time with George over winter break and so that I could work and save up some money. So right there the girl is lucky. Again, handed a great opportunity. Now the whole point of going is to take a course. ONE course. A two week course that gives you credit for taking a ten week course. So what does little miss princess say she's going to do? Skip it. Skip the whole reason for going just to recklessly whore herself around Australia. I can't believe somebody would actually do stuff like this. People don't realize how goddamned lucky they are.
The final thing that bothered me enough to write this all is this:
There is a girl who I was really close friends with in junior high who I had a falling out with freshman year of high school. I haven't spoken to her since. My friend sent me a link to her Myspace today because her boyfriend left her a comment about buying her a 2 carat diamond ring. It made me sick to think that someone as horrible as her could be the recipient of something I'll never receive. And I continued looking and saw that she is a pharmacy major and he goes to Harvard medical school. They have their lives laid out perfectly in front of them....I'll never have that, and I was never destined to. My destiny is graphic arts. Not something highly paid, not something well-respected. And George doesn't have a clue what he wants to do (although I must say, he's much better looking than her doctor-to-be.) I'm just so jealous of people who have nothing to worry about. I'll be paying off loans for the rest of my life, and she can pay hers off with a year's pay!
You can argue that everything I'm going through will make me a better person....but I'd have to counter that argument by saying that I feel like I've regressed to become a horrible friend, a huge shit talker, and overall a no good, mean person who is no longer fun to be around.
This is me ranting... This is me ranting about everything I'll never be.
posted by Stacey @ 5:13 PM
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