My Way

If I needed someone to tell me when to go to class, I'd have gone to the college in town, stayed at home, and had my MOTHER tell me to go to class. I am an adult. I can go to class when I damn well feel like it. Yeah yeah yeah. "We only do it because we care." "I have classes too and I make it to all of mine." Too bad they don't spend enough time caring about themselves and too bad I'm not them. I don't do things other people's way. I do them my way. If I fail in my way, then it's not anyone else's freaking problem but my own. It's not anyone else's friggin business. I'll do things my own damn way. I'll make my own damn mistakes and I'll learn from them when I damn well please. I've made plenty of mistakes of my life. Yes, some of them, I've made multiple times, but I have learned from all of my mistakes none-the-less. My life has been entirely too hard to be bitched at for such trivial things.