Why the hell do i come to school anymore? I've learned all that I can from their books and teachers. I'm tired of coming here day in an day out. The tedium of it is the only thing that i can even find humorous anymore. Then I realize that I'm about to go through four more years of it. Why? If someone could give me an answer that didn't end in money and family I might not be so doubtful. That's all I get though. "So you can make a good living." Fuck a good living! Our society has become so encompassed with money, it has forgotten that life went on for millions of years before the invention of the dollar. It's bullshit! You can survive without money, possibly with a happier existence. Having things shouldn't be the way we make ourselves sated. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the infinite quest for objects and money. Its all just shit! Buddhists are right, desire is the source of despair. We're attached to things that are finite, when they're gone we don't have them anymore and we are in despair. We're selfish is what we are. A huge selfish society that feeds on its own greed. To rely on objects for your happiness is utterly worthless! Its not real happiness. Real happiness has no cause, no thought. It just is. So is the same with anger and sadness. So few of us have ever really felt an emotion. We're Pavlovian dogs that drool when the bell rings. Grandma dies and we are sad. Why? In my philosophy she hasn't really gone anywhere. In the Christian philosophy she has gone to Heaven! So what the fuck are you crying about? Because we're selfish! We're sad because we don't have her anymore. Its like crying when the snow blocks your car in. You had no control over it so why should you worry? Our thoughts control our emotions. We think through Grandma's death and think that we should be sad. Fuck that! I see death like puberty, it's just another step, a change the body goes through. You may think I'm heartless but think about that. Why am I heartless? Because it doesn't make me sad when people die? I think I already established why death shouldn't be sad. And what the fuck does taken before his/her time mean? If they die, it was apparently their time. The rest of you can stay here and cry when your mom dies then go back to your pointless job, but me, I'm movin on. I'll see you around.