wow this is really good. this was actually a really scarily accurate description of me

Me, I think our classes are bogus. I’d rather read books than do my work. The truth is, the things I care about are the things that count to no one but me—and in your world, that makes me as inadequate as they come. Still, I’m truthful. As crappy as it feels, I’d rather be inadequate than bogus.

i've been thinking those exact thoughts for the entire year. my jaw dropped when i read this. but it's nice to see i'm not the only one who thinks this way. i liked the ending as well, when you describe all these obliviously miserable people. there was a lot of truth in this piece.