The 20-Somethings…

Once you get to your mid-twenties, you sorta go through an early mid life crisis. Questions arise…should I have kids, should I get married, am I doing what I love, will my metabolism slow down…shit like that. You evaluate all you’ve done, and wonder is it enough. I mean, imagine being 25….you are stuck in between innocence and adulthood. Its hella crazy. Like Michael Jackson. The other day my aunts’ friend (who can be irritating) stops by our crib to visit. It’s like a TV show neighbor. They pop in without a key or even a knock. Anyhoo, she tells me how her friends daughter has graduated from Dartmouth (like I really give a fuck), and she has two degrees, making that guap. It seems like she always mention her around me. Well she took it pretty far this particular day. She then goes to say that some people are just born with it…I asked, born with what? She then proceeds to say, you know, brains, to get far in life. WTF! She also starts to say, that you shouldn’t wait till you get pass 28 to have kids. Wow, well my life is all screwed up. And to put the nail in the coffin, she says that I haven’t found my niche, that’s all. My niche? Bitch, I ain’t some confused teenager! A What! I was already feeling down about myself, I just felt even worst. Let me put it to you like this folks, school ain’t for everybody. Granted, I did go, but I regret it. The education system is so screwed up. Let me give you an example, you have to have a child, or your parents need to be dead to get a free ride. See? My mom was dirt poor, and I still had to come out of my pockets. A refund check? Ha! I never saw one. I feel like listening to some Dead Prez right about now! Fuck you, and fuck the system. I am out to cheat the system, fudgefackers. To be continued…