Finals: Day 4 (The End)

The finals are finally over, but I don't feel much better. People are starting to piss me off. Finals are fucking over, and people are studying for the fucking SAT's so that they can do it tomorrow.

Truthfully, what the fuck is the SAT? A reasoning test based upon your knowledge of how the test writer writes the test. What's the point of this? Nothing. I can only guess that it is meant to test your academic intellect and/or the effort you put into it. All in all, the SAT is a mark of doom. It plays a role in unfairly determining what college you can get into. What is this bullshit? People work and study so hard for the SAT, take it to get into a nice college, and study even more in college for what? To be able to obtain a nice career/job/occupation.

Then, when you work according to this logic, you realize that you're doing it for money, cause money is good right? You can also be regarded as a well-educated intellectual. Oh, and not to mention, you'll have a higher status with a higher education. All the reasons you have are forced into you by the manipulative school system, your parenting, and your government; they tells you what is good, and what is the way to live. What can money buy you again? A "nice" home, a plethora of material goods, and minor pleasantries. What can status give you? Respect from people who don't matter whatsoever. In the end, does your existence mean anything? No.

You end up as a pitiful bastard. You end up with no dreams, and no goals, but a nice day job you can go to routinely and collect a paycheck every month/year. You end up retiring. You end up as a old man, buying plane tickets to exotic vacations. You end up wasting your fucking youth away. Good job.

What I'm trying to say is this: Don't bother. Do what you truly believe in. Do what you actually want to do. Find yourself.