Leaving school...

Quote from note my roomie left me-----------------

Jeremy-

I probably won't see you again before you leave so, it's been fun. You were a great roommate. Hopefully I'll see you around next year. Peace.

-Tyler

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Though I've been having a fairly positive attitude about my forecoming of failing school, I must say I feel a little melancholy that I will be leaving such cool friends, though I rarely talked to them and there were only few. But it's still a bit hurtful.

It's weird. I feel okay sometimes, but then I start regretting shit, that disturbs me. I should have no regrets. I just didn't do my best to stay in school.

Sure it's easy to say: "Well, learn from mistakes and things will get better." Though that might be true, the waiting process kills. My head has been projecting the look on my parents' faces when they find out I'm failing. I want to tell them, but how do you do so without pissing them off?

And then that whole situation will be followed up with a long-ass lecture with Greg about how life is going to be shitty without a degree and it's going to be hard as hell to find a decent job and once I finally do find a job it'll be taken by someone half my age who just graduated college and I will be unemployeed.

It's all true though. Because that is the system we live a part of. If you don't have a degree, you might as well not exist. Welcome to real life.