Aint no college gunna tell me what to do!

So tonight i went to Mississippi Pizza with my mom. She is allergic to gluten, so we go there sometimes. Anyway, we had an important talk about my future. I’m not sure what I want to do yet, so I told her that I want to go to PCC and get my pre-reqs out of the way first before I make a commitment. She agrees that this is a fine idea, but she is just worried that I will lose motivation and not want to return to school (a “real” college”). I understand where she is coming from, but for now I think this is the right track for me. The plan is one year and then transfer to another school and begin my philosophy major.

That is another story in itself. Philosophy major. Thats right, that no-good hippie major that I can’t really do anything with. Well, it may sound over-ambtious, but I want to be a professor of philosophy. I want to write a book on my thoughts — but I digress..

I ended up getting on the topic of explaining to her that I needed independence and that she could not understand because she was a woman. Stupid. Of course she understands. I just felt that as a young man, I could not emphasize enough my need for being my own person and finding myself, not to sound cliche or anything. We ended on a good note tonight, which is always good with my mom. I know we are always on an underlying good note, it just doesn’t always come through.

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