You know those bitchy teachers – the ones who gave you cramps and gifted you with hight-terrors – they were the ones who truly cared about you.
Neah, I am kidding, they didn’t give a fork about you but, hey, so do others. I wish school was more pragmatic than it is. I wish I had a course, let’s call it “Reality check”, and the exam by the end of it.
The teacher would be “that bitch/dick” and they would crush our dreams and aspirations, behaving, like every goddam human would.
Curriculum would be harsh and tough to swallow but, at least, afterwards you will have no surprises.
I’d love to have a course which would have prepared me for the reality where I am not “daddy’s little princess whose beauty is perfect and eternal” and “mum’s genius” – I am average at best; and that outer beauty is forking important but you’re truly forked if you’re lacking an inner one.
I’d love to know beforehand that people lie and their promises mean exactly zilch, even if they are highly respected authoritative figures. What’s more, those lie more than most.
“I love you” means “I wanna bang you” far more often than its original message. “We are friends” means “You are comfortable to use”; “It doesn’t suit you” – “I’m jealous of it”; “You’re stupid/extravagant/weird” – “I wish I could be like you” etc.
I’d like to be prepared for constant slight and competition – a battlefield with reluctant allies and outright enemies – where you are against the whole forking world and you’re miserably loosing every single minute.
A world that cares none for your wishes and desires, eating you whole and spewing a good-robot. You cannot do what you want to do – ever!
There are so many reasons why you cannot do exactly what you wish – your head will split from the agonising doom that is hanging above it.
I wish they would tell me what a nuisance I really am and how insignificant my existence really is.
I wish I would have a warning before falling in love or God forbid have children, since relationships and family life is a constant, hard and sometimes downright dirty work 24/7.
Nothing is like the movies or fairy-tales. NOTHING!
I wish they would tell me that the major part of what I hear and learn doesn’t matter, because life is a constant strive for growth.
I wish I knew that me today is not me tomorrow and nothing is as painful and sweet as forgiveness.
I wish they would informed me that myself is the only thing that truly matters and I should nurture my spirit; love me and depend on me, because no one else will do it for me.
I wish they would tell me that there’s a point in fighting for a dream, but there’s no point in laying your life at its feet – multitasking is a key to successes.
I wish they would tell me that life is for living, and there’s no deeper meaning than that.
I wish I knew but since I didn’t/don’t I was/am constantly amazed.