I realize that. And I understand the complex issues surrounding our problems. I sincerely want to help fix all of them. I want to funnel billions into infrastructure and use my engineering degree to find a material that can withstand the elements and save all of us the headache of our shitty roads being shitty. I have given some of the best cars of my life to this shit. I hate it. I hate it all. I hate the fact that we, in the state which produced damn near all of American made cars, are forced to take the brunt of the abuse of weather and stuff, that one of our cities is literally poisoned because people in government don't give a fuck about us. I don't care about the broncos. I hate my school. I hate my life. It's torture going through it feeling pain but looking around and knowing nearly everyone else around me has suffered an equal amount or greater amount of pain than I have. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for opening my stupid fucking mouth, and I'm sorry that this shit ever happened. And I'm sorry that within my own helplessness I latched onto my own nationalistic pride (or the college equivalent of nationalism which I can't think of right now because I've drunk myself into Oblivion) and threw that out there. It's a shitty thing to do and I hope my fucking school burns to the ground for that they've done to me. Fuck. I'll go fix that road myself if I have to just to satisfy the levels of shot I feel within myself right now for commenting that.