Angst
the _angst_ prozac rant. (In our honest opinion #1)
so here i am, 18 years old and lost. 18 years old and prescribed to prozac. 18 years old and 2 times a dropout. is it wrong of me to not want to go to college? is it wrong of me to think maybe theres something more out there for me than 4 more years of fucking school? i never pictured myself working a normal 9 to 5. i mean i love computers technology in general, but i still dont want to be sitting in a fucking cubicle coding my whole life. i always wanted to be something more than that. i just want to be remembered for something. i want to be more than just another rat in the race. but i dont know if i have it in me to be something special. maybe im destined to be a blue collar guy like my dad and his dad before him. maybe im just so damn lazy that i convinced myself that im doing all this for some higher cause, when im actually just copping out. maybe im just scared and i wanna live at home with mommy a little longer. maybe i just worry too much. maybe i just need a higher dosage of prozac...
