It's MY friggen life. Right?

So I've decided to drop out of college. Well, that's not exactly right. I've decided to finish this semester, then go move in with a friend for a while, get a job, possibly travel europe with another friend over the spring, then head to either a theatre school or a technical school or something where I can just do what I wanna do without taking all the crap I'm taking here. My parents want me to finish out the year, then transfer. Um... You kinda have to PASS CLASSES to transfer. I'm not exactly doing so well in that department. My friends are all flipping out on me, because I have a chance that none of them had, and I'm giving it up... But I'm miserable here. Doesn't that count for something? I just wanna be happy. Not happy here. Seeing a problem? Or is it just me? I dunno. I'm trying to be responsible by telling my parents, instead of just going home and saying "HEY! I DROPPED OUT! YAY!" But now my mother isn't talking to me, my dad is in a snit, and I don't wanna go home for Thanksgiving. :-P Anyone wanna entertain a girl over that week?

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