I am so incredibly angry right now

Ok, so basically, Vicky goes to school with a bunch of fucking 5 year olds. She likes to talk shit, and a lot of shit. We both do it, it's fun and entertaining. We don't care if people like it or not, we just do it because we can. ALSO we watch porn. BIG DEAL. It doesn't matter. And yes, she talks about porn a little bit at her school, rarely.

One of those little retards decided it was okay to go and write a letter to her mom saying all this, and that she needs help. WHAT THE HELL. Who are you to decide what's right and wrong in someone's life!? Now her mom thinks she's some porn freak. What an idiot I swear to God I cannot hang out with these children anymore that's it. They're fun and all but they desperately need a reality check, they've been living in their Catholic School bubble for tooo fucking lonnngg. When they get into High School they're in for a surprise because no one gives a fuck about what you do. You can fucking give blowjobs in the bathroom and your parents are most likely not going to find out unless someone tells a teacher.

I'm so enraged. You mess with my best friend, you mess with me. If I ever find out who did this I'm going to tell them exactly what it is I think of them. I don't care if I get in trouble or not this is BS.

Shit.

I am in severe need of inspiration. I have lost all desire to attend/apply for college. I simply want a job and money. Sounds easy, immature, overly ambitious and ridiculous, right?

I honestly feel it's lack of inspiration. Also, I have this fear of not going to school since that's what everyone expects of me. Maybe I should take a year off, I wouldn't want to go into college feeling like, "Oh great, more school. I'll just force myself to do the work because I have to." That's not what college is about and I know it. If I don't want to be there, then why go? My family will be quick to show their doubts and disappointments in me, but as long as I can be happy, I don't mind.

This is what I want:

job
simple car
live with someone I know (either Ali, Vicky, Imena, or Mary)
fun

Not very ambitious, but I don't care. I'm dying for freedom that only comes with income.


......Okay. It's official. I've lost it.

My mom just came into my room, so I decided to talk to her about my problems for a little while. I basically started bawling because I'm concerned about how I'm going to pay taxes. Honestly, I fret about this all the time. Taxes scare me. Then I almost cried again because I'm worried about bills. How do you pay bills??!?!?! (Thankfully, my mom explained this process to me.)

HOLY CRAP I'M LOSING IT. I totally feel like I'm going to cry again. The world is so scary I don't know what to do. I don't want a career, I don't want to go to college, I just want a job and a place to stay and a car. Seriously I'm crazy.