College, an american Fallacy
growing up I had a simple dream, to be a writer. Then I found out that unless you are Stephen King, you can’t count on making a living that way. My new dream was to have people stop bothering me about what I was going to do with my life, so I went to college. College, where dreams can come to fruition in the form of unescapable debt, and less than satisfying social interactions. Yesterday I was in a conversation with a friend that made me realize that college means something different to everyone. This came to my attention when he mentioned that mentioned that college was for being bisexual. I thought it was about blowing all your money on laundry and textbooks.
The fact is, school matters about as much as the world decides that it does. I am pretty sure that I will not need to say the word “parallelogram,”…
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