The joy of giving up

Honestly its been a weird few years. and this is the thing that sets me apart from other other who really want me to be a type a personality.

im not. i dont care about competition. this happened to me at ivey. i wanted to like — obviously i wanted to do some wierd thing that would help the community through some volunteering. and i didnt know that being the president of a club looks good on the recruitment resume.

i just wanted to be a dork and try my hand at being entrepreneurial. and everyone got super upset. it was a real thing. they created another club to compete with me.

i do things i like. and whenever “they” get mad at me and make my life horrible i just stop. like honestly, im smart and ill figure something else out. i wanna have fun in life. i dont wanna be “successful”.

i dont wanna be the first female pm of this shithole country. i dont care enough about anything. i want peace of mind. and me trying to be a tech entrepreneur really pissed people off. me trying to act like i belonged in the economy really made people mad.

i get it- im in the wrong party. i know this vibe real well. ill bounce. sorry for making it awkward. i can go find something else to do. that way you can be happy with what you have. ill just be happy finding something else. i like new things, i like to learn. ill figure myself out.

my apologies for making trouble.