lost in the sauce
Did you ever have a class in school that for one reason or another left you mystified?
Like maybe you were too lazy to do the reading, or it was over your head, or it bored you so you skimmed over it, and then you went to class and there was a discussion and some other kids were enthusiastically weighing in on Jane Eyre or some shit and you were like, damn, what the hell am I doing here?
If you were superconfident, maybe you'd go, "I don't need this boring crap. I've got more important biscuits on my plate than this."
Or if you were a little insecure, maybe you'd go, "Holy shit, all these people are way smarter and more focused and more connected to the universe than I am. And they're just run of the mill schmucks. Life is hopeless."
Somewhere in between there is how I feel most of the time.
Like maybe you were too lazy to do the reading, or it was over your head, or it bored you so you skimmed over it, and then you went to class and there was a discussion and some other kids were enthusiastically weighing in on Jane Eyre or some shit and you were like, damn, what the hell am I doing here?
If you were superconfident, maybe you'd go, "I don't need this boring crap. I've got more important biscuits on my plate than this."
Or if you were a little insecure, maybe you'd go, "Holy shit, all these people are way smarter and more focused and more connected to the universe than I am. And they're just run of the mill schmucks. Life is hopeless."
Somewhere in between there is how I feel most of the time.

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