damn the man

Why is it that since the day you are born you fall into the same world as everyone else. Maybe for some people the way this world operates works for them, but not for me. I will not be tied down to all the stereo types. We all have to go to school and get taught courses that don’t even interest us. What a way to spend the best years of your life. Trapped down one hallway for four years, then you are pushed away.

i sort of have this hankering to start a bloody coup, or at least just be a minor annoyance to all those soulless motherfuckers who feel that it is appropriate that they screw their employees for a few extra million in their year-end bonus while thousands starve every day. but probably, i’ll just buy a che t-shirt from hot topic (which the fucking gap owns, curse their child laboring, sweat-shopping souls). to quote the immortal rage against the machine, “they make you think that buying is rebelling.” fuckers.

Okay, lately The Man is manifesting in the form of my on-line summer classes. And DAMN THEM. I have So. Much. Work. EVERYDAY.

It’s insane. I never have any TIME in my summer vacation.

Can passing my classes be part of damning the man? Is that like… vanquishing the man?

SAVE THE EMPIRE

this has to be the only good part of getting canned. I sort of feel like I escaped the capitalist treadmill, for brief and terrifying seconds in the workaday lifestyle.

/sigh/