Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Wednesday, April 24, 2002

No. 152

Conformity, college, popularity?

I really don't understand, well I sorta do, but it kind of makes no sense in living. For me, i'm been living a lie and it's basic I know it and I'll probably continue to do it, but these people who say that college is so much more fun because you don't have to conform or worry about being popular. Seriously, do people actually worry about being popular and trying to look "normal"? I mean, hasn't people figured out you are who you are and there's nothing that can change that. I mean, if you're a dick one day, you're going to be viewed as that forever, so why bother trying to be someone you're not? They always say you should have a diverse group of friends and do that whole none nitch thing, while everyone i've talked to says "in college, you really can find you're nitch." Like they didn't find one in high school? What, were they out boozing with some random people everynight thinking i'm so cool smoking it up living it up and I got some new pumas on? I don't get it, I look at my high school and I do see the people who try to be popular like the Coach wearing Lexus driving freak, but seriously, is that all they think about in high school. That's kind of sad, I thought it was a myth, apparently it's not.

Freedom

Ok, so with my license and without it I really don't see a difference. Now, i'm just allow and have no one to protect me, which reminds me, must buy mase or some sort of protection. I mean, some people were like when I got my license, I was outta there. But me, I guess i'm truly unique since it doesn't really matter with me. Sure, I don't mind driving by myself, but I don't mind driving with my rents. Oh TANGENT: I was at the gym in the parking garage waiting to get out right. Some middle-aged salt and peppered grandpa sporting a Toyota SUV 4-Runner I think with KUBE on. For all those who doesn't know what KUBE is, it's this radio station that just plays hip-hop. It was patheic, I mean, sure it's ok to be old and like the music, but is it necessary to blast it while you're window is open? Give me a break? The only thing i'm really paranoid about driving is that when i'm in parking garages, i'm fearful someone will abduct me. I mean, if one actually looked at me, they'd probably get a hefty ransom or some sort right, thank god i'm not really "hot" or it'd be a whole different issue. Like Jennie-O prides herself because the Qwest guy was flirting with her and she was so mad because she said she wanted to get some freebies. Like flirting with some nasty freakzoid is really going to be so rewarding getting that 30 dollar vibrating battery. Maybe I have high expectations, morals, whatever, but seriously, I don't go that low. And plus, she has the money anyways. Yes, there is the saying that "there's nothing like getting it for free." But free means not working for me, and flirting is work!