To Being Lazy

There has not been a single day that I have placed effort into since being at college, somewhere among my time at Univeristy I sort of just gave up. I can't place the day that I stopped trying exactly. Maybe it was the constant parties my flat mates were having which stopped me from sleeping, or the time that they let homless people fall asleep in a drunkern stupor in front of my bedroom door. There were so many points that were against me.

The Univesity itself felt like it was against me, with the course that I signed up for not being represented by the classes that I was taking, in the three years I was there I completed sixteen classes. Of all of those classes I took, only four represented the course I applied for, it did not help when this prestigious school even lacked the tutors to teach us. With the tutors we had lacking any real merit, or ideas of what they were trying to get across to the students.

I remember the times I spent all day at College, teaching myself new things and devloping projects though I wanted to make. It's a shame I no longer have that drive anymore.

It is no ones fault but my own to why I eneded up like this, and even with knowledge of the problem being there I have no desire to fix it.