Number First: Keep ‘Em Back Another Year

Let’s cut the er… crap and skip the lame intro about me and let’s just dive right on into “blogging”. I’m sure you will find everything you need to know about me throughout the subsequent posts. Now, onto the much anticipated, highly entertaining first blog post...

Keep ‘Em Back Another Year

In talking with a lot of my fellow high school grads of ‘08, it’s become quite evident that none of us really know what we are doing. Far too many of us are here just to be here. Myself included (unfortunately), the majority in first year university are unsure about their futures.

“Yo, I don’t even know what I want to do yet…” “I’m just here to get a degree in something, I don’t know…” This common uncertainty is what I hear a lot of from my fellow first years.Some are switching programs next year, some are switching into college, some have pulled out and decided to work, and some have even dropped out. I, myself, am switching programs and transferring schools. All of the blame for such — and I’m not trying to be dramatic here, (maybe a little) — heartache and anguish is to be directed at the ghetto government. No doubt it’s all their fault.

At 18 years of age (some 17) we’re definitely too young to be in university this soon. No matter how much we want to get out of high school and be “moving on with our lives” we first should know where it is that we want to be moving to, seriously.

Honestly, in graduating, once we were set free from high school we were all just a bunch of free floating amoebas drifting around to wherever the wind would take us (terrible science/weather comparison, I know). Unfortunately we are only now realizing that it wasn’t such a good idea to come to university like this.

We would make fun of the kids who’d stay back another year and think of them as kind of a loser or failure at life. But in the end, it’s these guys who win. They didn’t waste their time or money on courses that they didn’t even like or were uncertain of.

The solution here is simple. Bring back OAC.

Also, as a result, our ghetto provincial government gets a Douchey Award for the terribly atrocious thing that they’ve done in removing grade 13. That move reeked of douchebaggery, for real.

Taking OAC away… bitchhh pleasee!

That said, this concludes the first post. Oh, and don’t be surprised to see more made up awards to be given out to well deserving people/things.