Back to school, and though I'm only a week or two in I'm already questioning the importance of a "good" education. It just seems like we spend our entire lives looking ahead; we go to school to get into a "good" college, so that we can find a "good" job, so that we can lead a "good" life, when really all this just means we're supposed to go make lots of money, be successful, and contribute to society.
I'll probably keep going to my school and doing full IB and taking advanced classes and worrying about keeping my 4.0 GPA, but inside I'm dreaming of going back to my middle school where you could take whatever classes you wanted and learn in whatever way you wanted. At least as I'm sitting there memorizing how to transform functions and why Hydrogen bonds are so crucial secretly, deep inside, I know that it's all meaningless.
Through all of this, what my mother calls an existential crisis (and I guess she's right), music has kept me sane. I've discovered a few new bands I like, and went to a shit ton of concerts because it was NW Music Fest. Panda Bear, a member of Animal Collective (I got the above shirt there, it's for this prolonged music video type thing), was incredible, The Thermals were fucking fantastic (I'm in love with Kathy), and The Shaky Hands were pretty damn good as well.
Somehow I haven't said this before, but go check out The Thermals (even though they're 100 times better live).
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