I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.
Everyone else is a fucking genius (and also a son so everyone dotes on them). I've got two cousins that are thirteen and already in college, another that skipped two grades, a third that's doing music, another that fucking fences, and here I am, still living with my dad, being nagged because I don't have four jobs yet, not even a little bit close to affording college. I hit my peak at age twelve, at which point they stop calling you a prodigy and start asking what you're going to do with the rest of your life, because surely it's gonna be amazing like the rest of your cousins, right? Oh, it's okay sweetie, you can be the beauty of the family. You're good at having tits and not being fat.
College will be a financial drain of thousands of dollars. So will a car, since I'll have to pay for gas. So will a flat because I don't have anyone I can room with and everything here is expensive as shit and there's no way I can pay for all three at once and find time to audition for every voice gig and play within a hundred miles and show up for rehearsals on the off chance I get picked. I'll never be able to afford piano lessons, I've been saving for it since I was eight and at this point it's honestly a lost cause.
Thanksgiving is a bullshit holiday founded on racism and genocide and shitty conversations and I fucking hate it.
well
not being able to afford college is pretty normal, hence student loans
i mean it is weird that going thousands of dollars into debt is a tradition most people go through but well
not a lot you can do about that, honestly
i don't know what to say about awkward family thanksgiving conversations, since that's honestly not a problem ive run into before
edited 26th Nov '15 6:31:30 PM by HilarityEnsues
AHAHAHAHAH.
Parents assume I'm lazy and not searching/pushing for volunteer placement hard enough.
Just got off the phone with a lady from the Canberra Museum who sounded very interested in my skill-set.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Even though I won't have a job by the time summer ends, at least I have learned a shit-ton of stuff that makes me actually employable.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Mindy has opened Gracia's eyes to a larger world.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'm not sure how it is in America, but-
I do know in the UK University Loans aren't- all as bad as they're made out to be, exactly.
Considering you only start paying them back if you reach a certain salary level, and at that point you're pretty able-ish to support yourself, because I think it's like £21,000 a year.
And any debt you have is wiped clean after 30 years.
On the future, I'm given to understand that generally people find out what they want to do during university.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSix months seems like a reasonable-ish window to find employment.
Though I guess ideally that's a graduate job you found, and the salary would be high enough to make repayments.
No salary cut-off sounds- incredibly rough considering how much more common having a degree is these days.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postThe best way to attend cool leg is to wait until some kid in a striped shirt gives you 1000G, most of which was from trading back items at a massive mark-up.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Oh shit, that's right, you guys are doing that thing where you eat too much turkey and needle people who would be perfect strangers if not for blood for information about their personal lives you have no actual stake in but full power to pick apart with your infinite knowledge you've gleamed from the perhaps twenty minutes of cumulative conversation you've shared in your lives.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?