When I was younger, probably around 13, I had this built up image of what I thought was "cool." My aspirations for my life at that time were to live up to my shallow ideal person.
My idea of cool was that "college type". You know, the girl in ratty clothes, smoking, constantly reading, passed out on the grass in a park, struggling with money, etc.
Now that i'm here... I want out. Who knows... in another 7 years perhaps i'll look back on my life right now and realize that these are the "good old days."