End of summer vacation. Back to college. It’s going to be great fun. Or at least I hope it will. I have to take one of last years math courses again. I suck in math. I have always sucked in math and math-ish subjects. Physics for instance. God damn…
Physics is bad because you have to learn a lot of really strange formulas. Take these laws of Newton for instance. Great stuff. I’m glad that apple fell down from the tree hit him in the head. But I wish it had hit him a bit harder. Or rather much harder. The freackin’ three should have hit him in the head.
I’m not going to college to be able to calculate at what angle you have to throw a baseball at 200 feet to hit your sister in the head at a speed of 40.2 feet per second. And thank God for that. I really don’t want to throw things at my sisters anyway.
(you can’t use a single one of the formulas for a real practical problem because none of them was put together with the force of air in mind. great.)
I’m going to college so that I can code nice programs for you so that your everyday life becomes a bit easier to cope with. But seriously, I think it’s easy enough as it is today. Everything is so damn easy that we have all just stopped thinking. Take the Jerry Springer show for instance. I bet my left nut that none of the people on that show — or in the audience for that matter — think — at all. Empty. Vacuum. Or if they think it’s something simple like “I’m gonna punch that fuck in the face because punching people in the face is fun and I get payed to do it, so that all the hillbillies sitting at home can push even more junk into their mouths and get even fatter.”
Screw white trailer park trash.