The Forty Grand
It’s always great to be so bored at ITT that I have to leave early. Every time I’m there I’m just a bit further in debt, and every time I feel as though it’s all been a complete waste of money.
All for that stupid fuckin diploma. It had better be diamond encrusted and come with a really nice frame. Forty thousand dollars.
They don’t even turn the freakin heat on most of the time.
Yeah… it’s a pain in the ass, back again tomorrow for Mr. Cheer and his eggs and ducks.