College and Late Night Inspiration

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Whenever I get inspired, it seems to happen late late late at night. I did 3 paintings last night, two epic doodles, made myself some tasty food with my favorite--ORANGE JUICE!!!!, and wrote down from future points for my blog. I love late nights! :D
OK, what's with all this pressure for "College"? That one word that teachers shove down your throat for TWELVE grades. "College" seems so demanding of me. "College" wants me to go above and beyond, learn facts I'll never need to know, and have a crazy schedule. I wish school was more focused on "LIFE" more than "COLLEGE". Like, it would be more beneficial to learn how to change a flat tire, how to burp a baby, how to budget your grocery list than learn how to diagram sentences, how to climb up a rope in gym class, and all those retarded "When a train leaves the station at...." word problems.
So much WORRY about college! I bet 10% of wrinkles come from college-related stress. There are even different KINDS of worry for college: What college will I go to? Where can I get accepted? How can I afford this? How do I live like this? What do I want to learn here? How do I live AFTER this? How do I pay off these loans?
I'm not saying don't go to college. DO go to college! But don't spend your life WORRYING about it. Try, please, try. But don't worry, because colleges do not accept you on wrinkle/worry percentage.
Don't let others dictate where you'll go, either. I live my life never considering what others expect out of me. Sure, I don't want to disappoint anyone, and I try not to give anyone a reason to be so, but I never worry about what people will think of me. A life is only a disappointment if it's your own. Live your life how you want it, and others will see how happy you are. Live your life with God in the picture, and others will follow.
If your parents stress you out about going to UCLA but you want to go to Columbia--go to Columbia. Your parents are NOT going to take your classes and they are NOT going to live your life for you after you get out of college. If they cut off your money flow because of your choice---pay for it yourself! If it's your dream, you'll stop at nothing to achieve it.
But who am I? I'm but a blogger hiding behind a monitor, right? Wrong. I'm living my dream--to write and be heard. But who are you? Are you the person living your dream? Or are you the puppet living someone else's?