The Random Realizations of a Radiant Realist

You know, there's something that I find rather interesting. I have found a stereotype that fits me that I don't rebel against O_o. It's that of the teenager hating school. I mean it's an obvious stereotype, there are only a few kids I know who actually love school. And they're farging creepy O_o generally preppy and having joined ASB (Or at least ran for it) They're all pro-school spirit, Yay School, WOOHOO. I have to listen to at least one of them every day on the intercoms... and I have to wonder if she mixed up her prozac with her tic tacs. I mean really wow. I don't mind being proud of your school and stuff, I personally get very defensive about my school when someone puts down our color guard or drama club. Rather physically defensive actually... O_o... yeah I'm not going to get into the flag-into-face incident... not pretty. Suffice to say that you don't want to annoy me when I have a metal pole in my hands. It's painful. But anyways, there is only one reason I attend high school. It's not for the knowledge I'm gaining (I'm rolling my eyes, I know you can see that but you'll just have to trust me), it sure as hell isn't for the great time I'm having (again, you'll just have to trust me on the eye rolling thing). It's not for my friends or my teachers or for any sport. No, the only reason I go to high school is so I can go to college. I will be the first person in my direct family to go to college if I don't blow out and be unable to go. My mother had to drop out in her junior year, I don't even know how far my sperm doner got before he quit. The sad part is that I have absolutely no idea what i want to do "when I grow up" when I was a little kid all these things were obvious. First I was gonna be a race car driver, then I was gonna be a scientist, then I was gonna be an explorer, then I was gonna be an astronaut, then I was gonna be a racientistploronaut! Oh boy was I gonna be everything under the sun. Then I got older and I realized that there was no point in driving a car around in circles, I didn't have the math or the sheer curiosity to be a scientist, there was nothing left to be explored, and you had to be in the Air Force before you can be an astronaut and there was no way in hell I was going to get into a big metal shooting target. So now I'm SOL, kinda just waiting for God to come down from heaven, throw around lightning and stuff and say "YOU SHALL WORK AS A RACIENTISTPLORNAUT!!!" guidance counselors always tell you to pick a career in something you enjoy. The only problem with that is the only thing I can remotely think of that I can make a career out of is drawing, and yeah, that's great. Except for the fact that artists make crap. I've thought of maybe making concept art or something for Blizzard or some other great game like that but I would still be making almost nothing.