*L*E*G*A*C*Y*
Done.
I did! But maybe that's because I was pretty much the odd man out, the nerd that had no friends that sat in the Library alone, the cafeteria alone, and just got too old for it.
I'm just happy I'm no longer in college anymore. Besides the fact I couldn't stand being in a classroom with the people I had to be around, my ADHD was the biggest obstacle to getting stuff done. Not to mention, I had consistent trouble with math (I've been horrible at it since I was young) and I found absolutely no one that wanted to tutor me other than an ex-girlfriend. People said that I refused to ask for help...but the reality was I did and no one wanted to help me. My college career felt like watching other people swim freely upstream through the stream of life while I was thrashing about trying not to drown. Never got any play, was pretty much treated like a freak and a monster...I truly hated it and it felt like a goddamn nightmare. How did some of you ever survive these places? I had to get high just to even muster enough energy to go to class.
I'm still getting over it. The last years I was there, I'm seriously surprised I didn't punch anyone in the face. Especially them frat boy puke wads.
This is why anytime I get alumni e-mails or mail I always throw them in the trash and why I never opted to get a class ring or even a graduating class picture. As far as the University of Pitt goes, I never went there.
I'm just happy I'm no longer in college anymore. Besides the fact I couldn't stand being in a classroom with the people I had to be around, my ADHD was the biggest obstacle to getting stuff done. Not to mention, I had consistent trouble with math (I've been horrible at it since I was young) and I found absolutely no one that wanted to tutor me other than an ex-girlfriend. People said that I refused to ask for help...but the reality was I did and no one wanted to help me. My college career felt like watching other people swim freely upstream through the stream of life while I was thrashing about trying not to drown. Never got any play, was pretty much treated like a freak and a monster...I truly hated it and it felt like a goddamn nightmare. How did some of you ever survive these places? I had to get high just to even muster enough energy to go to class.
I'm still getting over it. The last years I was there, I'm seriously surprised I didn't punch anyone in the face. Especially them frat boy puke wads.
This is why anytime I get alumni e-mails or mail I always throw them in the trash and why I never opted to get a class ring or even a graduating class picture. As far as the University of Pitt goes, I never went there.
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