I was bored and have shit for brains now after Java-ing for about 7 and a half hours since 10am this morning. And I've heard about this before at work, and this afternoon came across it on FB. What in the hell is Club Envy exactly? To me it just looks like a slut club for teenagers, is this really necessary? In all honesty it looks just like Kilroy's Sports on North Walnut and well, that isn't a type of environment that needs to be fed to young people.
I will admit though, I do like going out and I love Sports and other bars like Brother's etc. And the party culture that Bloomington has due to IU is surely appealing to youngsters-- the idea of staying out all night dancing the night away with friends and what not. But my point here is I'm 24 years old and I view myself as a responsible and well rounded adult at this point in my life. However it has taken me forever to find myself, I really don't think I would have considered myself a "mature adult" until I was 22 and people since high school have always told me how mature I was for my age. Nothing against you kids, but very, very few of you have any idea about much at this point. I sure as hell didn't when I was in middle school and high school, I thought I did, but had no idea. This just seems like a bad idea and I dunno why a business like this is even allowed to be in existence, it's retarded.
Down with Club Envy, it looks like a cesspool of immaturity and ignorance at its finest.
"How do I teech deese keeeeds?!" ~ Eric Cartmanez (South Park: see image below) After spending a year working full-time at a middle school and talking to many students about a multitude of things. I decided to start a blog regarding life lessons/skills that teenagers need to learn that they don't necessarily learn in school. I'm here to provide hopefully useful information to you all based on whatever I feel like ranting about or by request by my readers and followers. Thanks and enjoy!
"How do I teech deese keeeeds?!"

I will teech youu keeeeds, like Mr. Cartmanez!
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