random bitterness

I've been thinking a lot about the experience i had last month in cameroon. While there, my ethusiam and creativity was at the very tippy top of its limits. I'd never felt so empowered to go out and make the world into what i wanted it to be. Now that i've been back here at Cornell, the constant grind has gotten to me, as i knew it would. Classes here wear on me so badly, not only the tests and the material, but simply the prevailing attittude that seams to be held by everyone, from students to teachers. Its this attitude of apathy, for everyone. No one here has time to care. They care about themselves, their futures, and getting drunk. There is never a sense of working towards something tangeable. Its all off in the future, something undefined and vague, as people haven't given thought to what it is. They just know its out there, lurking. My shinning star right now is the summer. I hope that i'm just being pessimistic, but i'm sick of school for the moment. I want it to end. The only thing keeping me going is the insane amount of sales i'm going to do this summer with arthur. We're gonna fuckin rock the shit out of the ithaca and Cornell. They're not gonna know what hit them.