Once upon a time, these people wanted me to go to the Uni of Merlin to further my studies. It was as if, it was the only university worth going to. Like other universities weren't worth their time of the day. Uni of Merlin... Uni of Merlin... endless discussions and soliloquy about it. Like other universities didn't even exist.
There's a sensation I've gotten familiar with. Which is hearing about one thing so often, you get sick of it. You don't even wanna go near it or acknowledge it anymore. You just get plain sick of it. So yes I got sick of hearing about Merlin. And now, I'm not going there, as much as these people wanted me to.
I have no idea if this other uni I'm heading to may suck less than Merlin or suck the same extent. Heck it could suck way more. It's not really about that. My choosing to go to this uni was more like sticking it to "The Man". You know? It's more about 'Hah! Take that! I'm not going where all you people ask / expect / want me to go to. So suck on that, bitches.'
Who knows, perhaps a few months down the line, peers at Merlin would be gloating after all cos they're having such an awesome time there. And me living in hell where I would be. But fuck it, it's about sticking it to "The Man" ok.
Dewey Finn: Those kids have a rare blood disease: "Stick-it-to-da-man-noisis".
Battle of the Bands director: What's that? I've never heard of it.
Dewey Finn: You're lucky. Because it's hell.
Haha. Man, I love School of Rock.