I Want Fairy Godparents

This time last year I was looking forward to college so, so much because in my head it was this place where I can finally choose what to learn, take classes I actually want to take. Boy was I wrong! I had no clue that it would be the exact same black hole that suck every single life form that comes close to it. Nothing but apathetic professors, two faced classmates, gross bathrooms and all sorts of classes that you they make you take just to graduate. That's another thing to lure people in, I thought that you can at least take courses outside of your major, like minor in something else completely different like philosophy or English. Guess what? Nu uh, gotta minor in econ as well! It's like the gift that never stops giving. Did I tell you about my hatred of gifts? So I'm exhausted of having to come through the gate, seeing number and figures, pulling the puzzles apart.

So I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in my American college based movie knowledge. I have a dream that one day this institution will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "Veritas, Probitas, Iustitia: Truth, honesty and justice (wait that's what it means? I thought there was at freedom in there)." I have a dream that one day on the grease covered benches of the cafeterias the sons of one faculty and the sons of other faculties will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood after a class that they can all take with no strings attached. I have a dream that one day even the faculty of economics, a deserted faculty, sweltering with the heat of freaking Depok, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice, also one that does not rely so much on air conditioning. I have a dream that my four dogs will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the mistake of a form filling, picking a major for the lulz but by the content of their capabilities. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

Okay in retrospect, that's really offensive but if you actually read through that before deciding that it's offensive then I applaud you, good sir. It's a wonderful speech and sadly still relevant in today's world. I find it shameful that we have become a society that speaks a universal language called hate yet still feel indifferent about it. Wait, I'm not done whinging about my life. I don't want to stay in this God forsaken place for too long, I don't want to graduate and have to actually work at banks or something depressing like that, I don't want to die. It's simple really, I want fairy godparents to grant my every wish, no matter how ridiculous it may seem.