My Wrong Career Choice

I have a feeling that things are starting to catch on in the rap industry. First it was Jay-Z, now it's Eminem. After cancelling his tour in the UK this week, apparently Eminem is calling it quits. Yes, he is "retiring". What exactly that means is rather ambiguous because Slim Shady is only 32 and is about to dissapoint like a million little white kids who want to be just like him.
I get that if you are a rapper it is probably pretty cool to retire at a young age. I mean, who wouldn't if you already had your time on Cribs and millions in the bank? It's like the high school senior who has half of his college credits before he steps into a college classroom for the first time. I, on the other hand, should have graduated last year, but I'm only half-way through. It's about the equivalent to where I am at financially. I think I am estimated to retire when I'm in my upper 50's, and I'm confident that I won't have close to a million dollars in my checking account. It just goes to show that school doesn't pay. I should have moved to the projects and started my own rap career. Sure, I probably would have been killed for being a poser, but what if I got lucky? I'd probably be on cribs right now, or at least going to Diddy's parties. But I'm not, I chose to stay in my middle class neighborhood and take honors classes my junior and senior years in high school. Where has that gotten me? To college, a place where, even after I graduate, I will be making less than the interest on Eminem's weekly allowance. If my high school counselor would have done her job, I would have a platinum necklace with a miniature spinning rim dangling from my neck right now. Instead, I have to work another 55 years. Thanks, Mrs. Hicks.