The last post was better

Sometimes, I read my old posts, look for recurring themes I may have worn out, moods I must have been in. Turns out I was pissing and moaning about grades a few weeks ago. Everything I said then was true. I passed. I'm fine. I'm within a few hundredths of what my previous GPA was. I'm within less than a percentage point of where my class rank was first semester. I.e., I worried, statistically speaking, over nothing. Why am I even sharing this with you, considering many of you are specifically the people I won't discuss these grades with? There's a point here. I believe John Mayer said it well:
"I wanna run through the halls of my high school. I wanna scream at the top of my lungs. I just found out there's no such thing as the "real world"; Just a lie you've got to rise above."
(Ha. So there, Jim!)

Although, to be honest, I hated high school even when I was there. I tried telling several of them their world view was inadequate, unrealistic and approval driven. I have even less desire to return now and tell them my research has proven subsequently affirmative. Let the bastards continue to labor under the illusion that life has meaning. Let them run through the hall themselves if they are so inclined. Buncha schmucks.
Grace and peace, my homies!