The mysteries of life.

I'd often thought that the purpose of going to school was to learn everything one would need to know in life. On top of that, I finished high school and went to two colleges straight after that over five years. One of the main reasons I went through all that was so I wouldn't have to take any more tests.

But when you earn that final degree, no one tells you (I mean, right out; usually, they just imply it) that the tests have only begun: looking for work, making friends, finding companionship, getting a driver's license. Everything's a motherfucking test! If I had known this ahead of time, I'd have surely pulled a Van Wilder and would've been on my...ninth year of college.

I'm not looking for things to be easy (but damned if that's not a benefit). I'm just looking for them to be rational. That's not asking a whole lot, is it?