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tell how popular you aren’t by looking at your
news feed.
    I know I was probably neglecting the group
more than I should have, even before William died, but it wasn’t
just me. Everyone started thinking about college and we went off
over the summer to figure out who we were on our own. It wasn’t
just me. I didn’t even get an epiphany out of it. I still have no
idea what I want to do with my life and now it feels like I don’t
even have anyone to discuss it with. Life sucks. I don’t think
anyone should be forced to age beyond a point where naptime is a
required activity. Oh well. I can’t go back in time and I don’t
want to die, so my only choice seems to be to move forward. At
least Facebook has one redeeming feature.
     
    To: William Davis
    Message: Okay, so, life goal. I need
one. What should I do with the rest of my life? I obviously won’t
spend it with you so that’s one possibility crossed off the list,
but I have to have some kind of talent, right? I’m not great at
math, but I get good grades in everything. That’s gotta be a good
sign. I should be able to do something. Even you had a life plan.
You were going to be a substance abuse counselor. I wish I could do
something so noble, but I don’t think I’m cut out for it.
    There has to be something I’m suppose to do
with my screwed-up little life. Right? The fortune cookies won’t
help me. Even the universe is shutting me out. And just because you
might have a better excuse than everybody else doesn’t mean you
shouldn’t help me out. Maybe weird book-buy-back-guy had a point.
Maybe I should go on a road trip and then I wouldn’t have to deal
with anything for awhile. Drive across America like Jack Kerouac
and write a book of bestselling poems. Wouldn’t need a college
education then. But I’ve never been much of a poet. It was a good
almost-plan. I should probably just take things one at a time
anyway. First problem: figure out how to deal with losing you and
move on. Then figure out what to do with the rest of my life.
    I can do that all by the end of the year.
Right? Yeah… chance in hell. Love you anyway. Miss you like
crazy.
     

 
    “ Doing the same thing leads
to the same results.”

    “Alright, I know it’s early but I need you
all to say something. Anything. Come on, people.”
    “Well, I think Kafka’s going for an
anti-conformist philosophy. Gregor is obviously overwhelmed by
society’s expectations and he changes to break free from the mold
and prove he’s an individual. Kafka thinks society has become too
stereotyped and he thinks more people should refuse to conform,
even if it leads to death.”
    Amanda is my complete opposite in the
classroom. Where I only like to talk when I really have something
to say, Amanda likes to chime in about everything whether she has
something to add or not. She also has certain themes all her
responses seem to revolve around. You can put money on the fact
that if she opened her mouth she was going to throw around the
words society, conformity, anti-conformist, and death. She isn’t
even a nihilist, she just liked to throw the terms around because
she thinks it adds to her “image” as an outsider. I don’t think
anyone else thought of Amanda as having an “image”, but it’s
important to her. I guess if it makes her feel better, we all need
something that’s “ours”. If this is her thing then I don’t want to
judge. She might believe all those things she says, you never can
tell what people are thinking.
    “Good, very astute.” Miss R. nods but I can
tell she wants Amanda to be a little more original. “Anyone else?”
That is always her follow-up to answers she didn’t think went deep
enough, or answers she thought were a little too trite. Everyone
just looks down at their textbook ,including me. I think we all
like to pretend Miss R. actually believes we are reading and trying
to find an answer. “Come on, Amanda made some very strong points.
Not everyone can agree with