The Road Less Travelled
Wednesday, April 25th, 2007Actually, not travelled at all. After Pete’s post about maps, here’s what I’ve visisted. Turns out I’ve done bollocks all. 4% of the world’s nations. Shameful. I’d post the map, but it fucks up the formatting, so just imagine a really gig grey area with specks of red on it. Got it? Good.
What the fuck have I been doing with my life? I did my GCSEs. Then passed my A-Levels. Then got a degree. And where’s it got me? Spending all my cash on rent for a fuckiong shoebox in the most expensive city in the world, with the most expensive transport system in the world. I’ve got a job that is nonsense, I’m under qualified to do anything I want and it’ too late to learn a lot of new trades unless I wanted to earn £12k again.
Seriously, I did everything I was meant to. I worked hard. I didn’t commit (almost any) crime, I avoided drugs, I didn’t waste my time leaving school to learn a trade but stayed and got my exams. I got a degree. An then what? Temp jobs, office jobs, no transferable skills. Early mornings, work pressures, allocated annual leave. There is other way to live, but you’re not going to get them following what school, parents, teachers or society tells you.
I should have left school when I was 15. I shold have followed my “dreams” and tried to make films, write music, be an artist, all the things that you’re told will leave you poor and miserable. Money eh, what’s that about anyway? People put so much emphasis on it, but it’s just bloody money. It doesn’t guarentee a single thing.
Arses to this. I’m not blaming anyone else for the choices I made, I just think it’s a shame that society puts so much emphasis on careers and planning and money and so little on life and discovery and most importantly, enjoyment. Who ever tells you the most important thing in live is enjoyment? Fucking no-one.
That’s it, I’m gonig to live in a hole and cal myself Swampy. Now he had balls.
Note: There’s probably a lot of spelling and grammer errors in this post but I’m leaving them in as I’m ranting and I’m not letting “the man” tell me how to write. Bastards.