The sad life of a college freshman

This is a sad era for Adam the Klocperk. Days pass by, one by one, all the same shade of grey, boring and interchangeable. Mind you, this is not the early winter and downfall of public greenery talking, I suspect my new lifestyle to be the underlying cause.

When I look back at my high-school studies, I envy myself so much it actually hurts a little. I was so young, carefree, easygoing, had so much time on my hands, whole life in front of me... Now I'm an old fart with little humour, declining physical condition, average academic achievments at best and an empty flat to sleep in. But the motive for me to write this post, besides the uncontrollable urge to whine a little, was the lack of diversity in the days that I manage to live through.

My time consists of attending lectures paying variable amount of attention, attending seminaries trying to get the most bang for my actual presence, hours spent in the public transport, studying at home, wasting time in front of the computer calling it "rest", too sporadic meetings with my girlfriend, ravening whatever food is currently the easiest to prepare and finally the highlight of almost every day, sleep. This life is now measured from one anatomy test to the other. This is not life how I imagine it. This is simply spending the hours we were given hoping that something better will come along in...around 15 years.

One of the initial sparks that ignited this fire of disgust, nudge that pushed me down the slippery slope of hating my life may have been the new movie "High School Musical 3: The Senior Year". I have not seen it yet, but Eva is as I'm writing this post. She, as you all know, is also in the senior year, graduating this May. I've realized these days of my life are gone now. I'll never again be a high school senior. Movies won't be filmed about me. The amazing fun all the characters are undoubtedly having in that flick is now gone and I won't experience it anymore. Man, did this revelation suck.

True, I may be a little more mature now, more self-dependant and generally somewhat more "advanced" in life, but is this the advance I want to go through? Might it not be the case, that the true advance is towards what people like doing the best – having fun, friends, sex, making money, doing sports... The moral still is: I'd trade my high-school years for this anytime.

How do you feel, are you as disillusioned as I am? Would you too prefer being in high school? Does seeing how much fun others have make you feel so crappy as it does to me?

Loved talking to you lot,

Adam

Whatever shall we do with old people?

OK, an idea occured to me just this morning as I was waiting for the tram. There were too many old people around. Yes, that might sound a little too harsh, but it really got me thinking about how our society works and what can we really expect from the future. More than one half of all the people at that tram stop were seniors, quite obviously not productive and working anymore. Now, we spend on average 45 years working and 35 years leeching on the society in one way or another during the course of our lives. The first twenty are quite fair, in my opinion – your parents feed you, clothe you and take care of you directly, thus being able to see what happens with their money and all in all being quite content with it. Most importantly, though, those years have a reason – you're being trained how to function properly in the society you're going to live in. Not much anyone can do about that, to be honest. Perhaps make school a bit more intense or something, but that's about it. The last 15 years of your life, however, say 65-80 years of age, you don't really have an excuse for yourself, do you? While your skills might remain the same, the amount of work you'd be able to accomplish diminishes rapidly and its quality deteriorates at a saddening speed and there's no real future for you either – not exactly a promising outlook. So, if you have no expecancy – unlike the 0-20y.o.'s – you should be either doing something in the present or live from what you did during your life. Here I seem to be reaching a conclusion of some sort. We should either abolish taxes that fund pensions and leave people work/save up for themselves. Or we should make pensions scale directly with the salaries the person had during his/her life, as to accomodate some mechanic of fairness – who did more and better work during his life should be better rewarded in his old age. This, of course, would require salaries to be just indicators of the real VALUE of the particular job, which, frankly, is far from the case. Then again this would require someone to judge the importance of individual jobs and that is dangerously close to playing God. Seems like my reasoning reached a dead-end here J

Guess my point is, that I dislike the idea of paying high taxes just so that a bunch of old chaps and chappettes can goof around on a shitty pension (seriously, 6,5k CZK or how much it is, that's a spit in the face) for a couple years. I think we should probably abolish the taxes and let people save up money for themselves. Yes, Honziq and other lefties will spout sulphur about how everyone should have the same pension, but that's nonsence. If you sucked during your productive age, you're likely to suck in your fall of life and there's no reason why the society should give you the same amount of money as to someone who did better.

This argument is very flawed, but I have a lecture right now and need to end it. Might finish later.

See you guys around.

Adam