In typical Heather style.... I figured I would write a letter to express my feelings. So, here goes nothing!
Dear school,
Why do you taunt me so? What with your promise of degree and better pay which will not present itself until I have graduated so many, many years from now? Why do you laugh at me and beat me down with all your term papers and presentations and final exams? I do not understand all this mean spirited nonsense! I am just as good as all the ignorant people I know that actually HAVE degrees. Do I not, too, deserve one? Please ease up on me and allow me to fucking graduate in the next year. Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top? What?! No cherry? Ah, how I thought I knew ye. I am crying inside.
Have mercy on my poor, overly educated soul,
Michelle
The beatings will continue until morale improves.
Posted by: Francoamerica at November 17, 2004 09:21 AM