Help me I’m skint! Everyone is telling us that we have to go to university to get a decent job, but why everyone is all of a sudden telling us how to live our lives and assuming that this is the best for us and that’s its what we want to do. Because I don’t think it is! Maybe we want to travel? Yes I would love to but I’m penniless and can barely afford to buy a stamp so I can send my pen pal a letter! So I should go to uni and get a degree right? Well again I’m poor and can’t afford the accommodation to the uni I want. I’ll end up in debt lets face it.
It’s not like it’s easy to get a job these days and I know because I have busted my booty trying! I’m sorry that I don’t have Brangelina for parents but you know what? I don’t mind, because it would suck if I fancied my own dad. Should I just stay here and take the easier and cheaper option and attend Grimsby University…..yeah sure I could but let’s face it, Grimsby isn’t any London and London is where I want to be!!
Maybe I’m being fussy but am I so wrong to want to live my life to the fullest? One thing my parents always taught me was regret something you’ve done and not something you haven’t. So what should I do? Try to jump back into the Beat Generation and hitchhike to California…. Maybe not these days as some freak dressed in leather will probably try to sell me on EBay.
There are so many decisions to make. Let me think about them while I lay in bed with a piece of toast, making crumbs…which i’ll get my dogs to clean up later.
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