

Iapos;m doing pretty good, except for the fact that the conditions of remaining at job corp are putting a major fucking strain on my mental and emotional stability. I find I get depressed and angry everytime I return to center. Depressed because iapos;m like an animal being forced back into captivity, and angry because when I do have to deal with staff members Iapos;m generally treated like some miscreant, and getting shit from mainly upper management and people like mrs Freeman, mrs Floyd, and even gay ass Lambert because I HAD a Mohawk (or rather what I liked to call my Frohawk).
Apparently itapos;s against job corp regulations to be an individual with a unique hairstyle, though itapos;s understandable that a good majority of the young black men at job corp have dreads, braids and even nifty little designs in their hair. Ohhhh, but damn the one black guy with a Mohawk "Thatapos;s going to far Black People are taking over everything else, itapos;s unexceptable that now they are going to take over Mohawks" Man, Fuckinapos; bullshit, right? ::le sigh::
Itapos;s really whatever, I cut it to stop hearing them bee itch and saying such things as Iapos;m now being a rebel, and questioning authority, and a bad representative/role model for job corp. The role model part Iapos;m willing to believe, cause no later did I cut my hair, several other black dudes cut their own in the style of mine own. I wasnapos;t rebeling or questioning authority untill they started saying thatapos;s what my hair cut represented. Which I guess it may very well represent that from a judgemental observers point of veiw, but for me it was merely an expression of my individuality. A way to physically express my percieved uniqueness. In the end, individuality, uniqueness, any expression of self is apparently frowned upon on Earl C. Clements, so I conform.
Now, upon conforming, I have a new rebellious fire burning within me that was not there before and the more time I spend there the more that fire grows, soon it will consume me and i will burn Earl C. To the ground. Maybe..., not so much, but you get what I mean right?
Other than that, Iapos;m doing swimingly well, in my classes and generally loving life outside the constrictive wall of Job Corp. I just have to keep in perspective the fact that Iapos;m not here to be an individual I am here to become a mindless working class drone. Hopefully, after being brainwashed I can retain enough of my unique personality to still be considered a individual.
::My rebellious spirit kicks my conformist spirit in the throat::
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