Where are the parents or counselors in directing these young adults into careers that would sustain them? MIA, no doubt.
The girl subject in this article should have gone from HS into massage therapy....saving herself and her parents a bundle of $$ and wasted time.
The girl in the article could have opened a nail salon where she and her clients could mope about their lives together.
I took 18 to 22 units every quarter. There was no time to party. Mornings started on campus at 7 AM (after a 25 mile drive) to teach my physics class. The day usually ended around 11 PM as I was wrapping up work in the biochem labs. In between I had multiple lectures to attend and a little time to track down food. UCSD didn't have much to offer on campus between 1974 and 1976. A drive down to Clairemont to eat at the Jack-in-the-Box was my usual solution...or a brown bag lunch. I looked forward to a late lunch of teriyaki chicken with my biochem prof on Wednesdays. There was a grill near the Revelle Provost Office that was open a couple days each week.