9.26.2002

Goons

Ever since I started unviersity, i've been hearing a lot more swearing.

Whatever, it's their right, it's free speech, it's none of my concern. Sitting at lunch today at Ban Righ, I couldn't help but overhear the guy next to me boasting about "kicking open the f***ing doors of his f***ing school at night, and smashing the **** candy machines, stealing, like, half the s***, then pulling th f***ing fire alarm and watching f***ing eleven firetrucks and s*** pull up outside. S****!"

Yes, they're teens (so am I). No, they didn't offend anyone (possibly me). Maybe it's because I had a really stressful day. But this is university! I mean, act like an adult already. This is the time when you learn to teach yourself, do your laundry, cook your own meals, handle your own money, sometimes makeyour own money, and get yourself out of your own problems. It's not the time for you to giggle over being 'bad'. It's only thrilling to hear yourself cuss up to, oh, grade 8.

I know, I'm not the most mature person. In fact, I'm not very mature at all. But I know that university is time to grow up. To have fun, yes, but also to be responsible for your own actions. Like pulling the fire alarm at 2 am and costing the entire residence $800 dollars!

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