And Derril Woplley writes essays, containing information that is classified as many types of essays, all but true ones. He also makes applications like crazy, he is doing 10 hours a week of extra curricular activities and he is looking for scholarships all over the place, even in the local store (after all the old lady from the Winston Cheese store always liked him). He hardly sleeps and he is always thinking of what should he do next. Yes, Derril Woplley is senior.

He has dreams and hopes, or at least he has been told so. He is expecting to go to a good college, so he can be a top student, get into a multinational, earn half a million dollars a year and be happy, or so it goes. He knows he has to do all these things to be happy, he knows he will be happy once he buys his first BMW, he fantasies about how merry will his life become once he has a huge flat of his own, he is sure he will be happy. So he is certain that by following this tremendously hard process, he will be happy, because that is what they have all promised him.

And Derril has no time to wonder about this, but what if he is not happy with his first BMW? What if a gold-digger super model can't make him as happy as he plans to be? What if all these things he is doing are just part of a life plan made by someone who is not him? You can ask him and he would say that he has wanted that his entire life, but Derril can't remember when he decided to go to law school because he likes it, or even feels appealed to it.

And if Derril gave more thought to it, he would notice he hasn't made any of those important choices by his own will. Studying junior high and high school just seamed the obvious step to follow, and then applying for the colleges that are spotted as the best. And in his entire life he has never made a true choice, that is because his path is already made, isn't it obvious he is meant to end up with his shinny red BMW? What will be of Derril when he's out of college? Will he go to the best law firm in his city and begin as an intern and climb his way into being an associate? And will that be his decision? or has it been plotted since the moment he bought his first inhale of oxygen?

But mostly, will Derril realize any of this on time? Or will he die thinking his life was magnificence? It doesn't matter, because the master minds behind the Derril-Woplley project plotted the whole thing that way, they don't care how he feels, they don't mind if he works his but off to achieve nothing, yet they don't want him to think about any of this. But anything goes as long as Derril keeps buying that red BMW, as long as everything inside his lovely flat has a pricey tag on it. The masters are tolerant as long as the cow can be milked to dead.



By I'm the penguin