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Their way: Nothing final about it. They will haunt me for the rest of my life. Getting into a good school Earning a good living What would I do without a white collar job? A fancy car? A perfect life? Mine: I will write poetry while everyone is in a fury. I will try, but I will not take it too seriously. I believe in grades as much as unicorns. Do I do well? sure, but I know something they don't That life is more than numbers and dollar bills. It cannot be boiled down to physics and chemistry We might be governed by laws and rules but I refuse to let them predetermine the rest of my life.
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Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 2:51 PM UTC
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Their way: Nothing final about it. They will haunt me for the rest of my life. Getting into a good school Earning a good living What would I do without a white collar job? A fancy car? A perfect life? Mine: I will write poetry while everyone is in a fury. I will try, but I will not take it too seriously. I believe in grades as much as unicorns. Do I do well? sure, but I know something they don't That life is more than numbers and dollar bills. It cannot be boiled down to physics and chemistry We might be governed by laws and rules but I refuse to let them predetermine the rest of my life.
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Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 2:51 PM UTC
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