SCHOOL IS FOR FOLLOWERS

Ahhh.. time to graduate from "HIGH" School.

you've learned to style your plagiarizm, which fonts work best with 4pt printed cheatsheets, how to predict those "pop" quizzes, non-verbal communicating during tests, how to hold a statue like posture of an attentive student while sleeping, you're a pattern artist -- when it comes to transferin one to another on scantrons, where to hit the pipe unnoticed, how not to get a girl pregnant -- but you still fuck up occassionally, and countless other real world skills. But, you did manage to apply all this knowledge to where it counts (who lied to you?), those pretty high numbers on your SATS, a GPA which is really the number of classes you managed to be faded in, and a perfect essay lying how you got there.

Off to college right? Sure.. if you want to relive the misery you just escaped, but with the added bonus of being poor, and committing white collar crimes forging checks for used bullshit (y'know, those textbooks) --- all for a dumb piece of paper which officially states you're a follower. But it does have a use, it gets that entry level job with some glamourous title and a chance to "move up" to one of those secretarial-sexual-harassing veteren follower positions that gives you your own parking space and a salary which barely supports your pseudo-leader image, only to go home to top ramen and low-budget porn. Upgrading to Vivid porn changes nothing, while you envy the leaders who suckered you into giving your money right back to them for your knock-off leather couch which gets tired of enduring impact from millions of potential followers due to your daily escape route with Tia Bella.

-gabriel (sickz)