Sick and tired of being sick and tired

Hopefully this is some leftover teen angst because I hate being angry and hopeless all the time. Seriously. I wake up, and I feel no purpose in my life.

I spend the day wondering what I could be doing better.

I don’t want to be around anyone anymore. I don’t trust anyone anymore. My emotions are always on the rise. Everyday is like an elastic band. Throughout the day, the elastic band stretches and stretches until someone says something… and I just snap.

Money may not equal happiness, but…

It comes pretty damn close, it seems like.

It’s crazy to think that we have to pay tens of thousands of dollars to become educated. And I mean the adult world “educated.” The educated that only means something if you’ve invested time and money into the institution.

It only makes matters worse that a bachelor’s degree is supposedly becoming as useless as a high school diploma. I found that mind-boggling the first time someone said that to me. You’re telling me that I’m paying for a degree that is becoming value-less?

Wow, tough times are a-comin’.