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So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, some shoes

Kate Lawler
Kate Lawler

Graduation is a week away and all I can think of is shoes. Like Carrie Bradshaw from “Sex and the City,” shoes excite me. They always fit, even when your fat day seems to last a year. But unlike Carrie Bradshaw, I can’t afford a really nice pair of kicks.

I don’t want to be poor any more. I want to go into Halls department store, not for my own masochistic desire to want what I can’t have, but to actually buy something, and not just from the chocolate store. I want the pair of Jimmy Choos in my un-manicured hand to be there because I’m going to buy them, not because I just want to say I held a pair of Jimmy Choos. It would also be nice if at that point that hand was manicured.

It’s not necessarily the shoes or the lifestyle that attracts me–but the freedom to get the shoes if I wanted. This is applicable to more realistic items as well, actual Cinnamon Toast Crunch, the fancy shampoo from Wal-Mart, the Fruit of the Loom package of socks instead of the cheap scratchy ones.

Do you know how much you can do with $25,000 a year? That’s enough money to put down on a newer-used car, pay your student loans, have a relatively nice apartment in a not so nice area, have cable with HBO (we’ll talk about that in a minute), and have a dog.

HBO. For all of you who grew up with the fruits of HBO and don’t see the big deal in having it, disregard the next rant.

Movies. All day. Every day. Kick ass original series for the elite audience who can afford to watch them. Who could ask for more? When I was little and my friends who had HBO wanted to go outside and play I would ask, why do you want to play outside when you have HBO?

I had so many dreams to travel the world and do great things entering college. Now, I’m on the other end and all I can think about is how badly I want a mediocre job that will pay for a mediocre fuel efficient car and HBO.

What’s the point? What is this that American youth is getting into? Is it the American Dream? I can’t see how this is the dream. Our whole lives are spent with other people telling us what to do and how to act normal.

When they’ve sufficiently gotten their hands as far up your asses as possible, they release the puppets that we have become and force us to take out loans for a careers we’re not really sure we want but that will ensure our place as puppeteers for the next generation.

The world is my oyster? The United States is my capturer. I’m graduating next week with debt and no prospects to pay it off to do what I want- travel, live, learn. What I want is to take a break and go Hunter S. Thompson at the end of his career, sitting on a big piece of land with a bottle of Wild Turkey at my side trying to figure out what the hell I’m supposed to do with all of these things I’m supposed to do.

Making an impact on the world will take longer than I thought. We all figure it out at one point. It’s just the times in between when you see the world for what it is- one dollar less than a Jimmy Choo.

klawler@unews.com

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