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so you were bullied a lot in high school right?
what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
These words from Friedrich Nietzsche are quoted over and over with very little thought. Really, if you were schizophrenic, it wouldn't kill you, but would it be making you stronger? If you were brain-dead and hooked up to a life support system where you could live until you died from old age, would that make you stronger? My ex-wife was always on the Dean's list in college with straight A's, but she couldn't think for herself to save her life (and she wrote horrible fucking poetry). It's easy to regurgitate what you read to formulate what a professor wants in a paper or exam. Original thought takes guts.
you really have no idea. i've been homeless and broke before, and addicted to substances i don't want to name that should have killed me at the same time. i truly know what the bottom of the barrel is. i'm not going to give away too many details on my personal life, but i've been through things and felt emotions brought on by those experiences that the average person just couldn't grasp. it's ironic you'd use the life support analogy, because i watched my grandfather die at the age of 14 when even life support couldn't keep him going. and he was one of the strongest men i've ever known.
i agree grades honestly don't matter in terms of showing how intelliigent somebody is (einstein was flunking math in school), but they do show a work ethic. it doesn't matter how smart you are, even genius, it takes work to get good grades. it's also funny you'd mention the schizophrenic thing.. i won't go into it but let's just say i probably know more about mental disorders from my own experience than most people could comprehend with 12 years of school. you can read and memorize whatever the hell you want, but it's actually <b>going through</b> and <b>experiencing</b> certain situations that you learn the most from.
life's never been better for me at this point. i stopped giving a fuck about what other people think, realized the problems in my family are out of my control, and decided to finally just live life rather than worry about what society tells me i should be doing. do i truly want to go to college? hell no. but since i'm a semester away from a degree i may as well finish. money isn't everything but it sure does make a lot of dreams become reality. and i'm also starting to see that posting on here is pretty much a waste of time. unless you're just chiming in to what the majority agrees on all you get are delinquent comments that basically say the same thing: we all try to act like we're open minded because we're involved in such an "artistic creative hobby", but really we're just as cliqued up as those preps and football players we all make fun of.
granted there are people on here that don't have to talk shit to feel better about their own opinions and tastes, but they're few and far between. to the people that let people be themselves and learn for themselves, i applaud you.