I think I should just about give up on talking to people about my future for the 4 years of my life. It seems like every time I get myself figured out and come up with a game plan, it all goes straight to hell. I never imagined myself to be so lost and so unsure about everything. Sometimes I blame you for making me come up with this ridiculous idea that well, I like animals, a lot, and since you have no future, well, I might as well try to support our family. But right after I pay all of my vet school bills. Maybe I should just go back home and study to be a vet tech. I'd be making good money for my age, and sort of doing something that I like doing. Perhaps I could always just go back to school afterwards. If I wanted to. I just feel like I wasn't ready for college. Not that soon after my entire world collapsing. Now? I'm fine now. I just fucked up so bad, it's like there's no way to fix it. Nobody gives a fuck about "how well" I did in high school, which was pretty damn good once you took a look at my class and predecessors.

I don't give a fuck about what anybody says. I didn't give up on school until I came to college. High school was a breeze.