I recently went to this movie, you see. It was bloody and violent, and the carnage made me tremble. I don't like to watch anything that real because it scares the living daylights out of me.
This situation is a lot like that.
I keep having to remind myself that I'm only watching, but I feel like I need to help. I want to help, and I want to make sure everything works out alright in the end, but there's absolutely nothing I can really do. I know this. And it really sucks.
It kind of reminds me what a cushy little life I have going, here. Sure, I've been through enough to get to where I am, but most of the tough stuff was done while I was still in diapers and dinosaur suspenders. I'm in a private university on good scholarships that cover most of my tuition. Whatever's left of my tuition is covered by my parents, so I won't actually have to do any work. In fact, I've only ever worked for my parents, and I'm wholly dependent.
Where does that leave me in the grand scheme of things? And what will happen when I have to fend for myself?
You're probably going to crash and burn like the rest of us. Here's a thought that is a bit more reassuring: You're free to share the rent in my carboard box ;)
ReplyDeleteOn a more serious note, I'm just as worried as you are. I make only enough money to pay for my semester in college and that's it. I'm still solely dependent on my parents, and when I think about how much rent for a small apartment and how much a month worth of groceries cost I immediately pale at the thought. I'm very much afraid of fending for myself and I have no idea how it's all going to go.
Funny, maybe we should have been learning that kind of stuff in school instead of Chemistry. >.< Would have sure helped out a lot.