So tell me something I don't know. Tell me something that doesn't only perpetuate counterproductive, negative sentiments. You're in college for fuck's sake. Stop crying about it as if you're in high school and whining that there's not a damn thing you can do to change your stance in this world. You can do whatever the hell you want. You can destroy your body with liquor and drugs AND contract STD's in the alley of the Rat. You may want to keep in mind, however, that your parents are investing a shitload into you regardless of your continual insistence that you should be at Cornell. Newsflash: They didn't fucking want you. Now suck it up and make the most of the situation you got. We have become a generation of Who Has It Worse and we just don't care what anyone else has to say. We know it all already: that life in Bumblefuck Binghamton sucks and people are so predictable it hurts. But here is what we really are: self-absorbed and depressed nutcases. And it's a damn shame. We cannot wait to relay our tales of woe so that we can say "I have it worse." There's never any "how can I make it better?" So in that case, drop out of this awful fucking school and get a job somewhere. Start the process early. However should you choose to make the most of it, stop worrying about the Japs of Binghamton, donate your actual time helping someone out, and then tell me you've only begun to discover the meaning of life.

Imagine Hell, then make it cold

1) The place that will make you glad to be anywhere but there for the rest of your natural life.

2) A city in Upstate New York whose only reason for existence is the State University situated there. This sad fact is not widely recognized by residents and causes a great deal of animosity toward the students whose money keeps the shit-hole from becoming a ghost town.

3) The Forsaken Lands.

An industrial wasteland where parents send their spolied Long Island Kids to get a NYU comparable education, but the kids are too fucking bratty to accept anything other than going to Boston University and having their balls powdered while their new BMW's get a new pair of rims. Oh, and the cloudy weather makes everyone insane. Smoke weed everyday.

Imagine Hell, in December... then make it -4 degrees on one day and 3 days later make it 55 degrees... that's Bighamton for you... all the time.

An overpopulated truck stop.

A small city in upstate New York located near the New York - Pennsylvania border, approximately 60 miles south of Syracuse. Binghamton is situated in a bowl shaped valley at the confluence of the Chenango and Susquehanna Rivers and is home to Binghamton University of the State University of New York system.

After a mild turn-of-the-century presence as a manufacturing center of shoes and cigar materials, Binghamton suffered a precipitous decline in fortunes beginning with the loss of its core manufacturing base in the years following the war and consummating in the closing of its high-tech industries in the late 1980's and early 1990's. From a post-war population high of about 80,000, Binghamton has now shed nearly half of its population.

Binghamton was the home of Rod Serling, host of the 1960's now cult-status television series "The Twilight Zone". The city and region suffered a devastating flood in the summer of 2006.

After years of misfortune, mismanagement and neglect, Binghamton has apparently instituted an audacious program modeling such cities as Camden NJ, Youngstown OH and Gary IN as examples of what it strives to become. This policy is achieving its goals with great success.

A bleak, bleak place. And i'm not a SUNY BInghamton student. I grew up right outside of Binghamton, and I must say that all the people who complain about the weather (and the lack of culture, and the declining economy and general feeling of soul-crushing despair) are quite right. This place is worse than Utica, man. Driving around and looking at people I see walking death. People walking their dogs look as if they're only moving as a result of being pulled by the animals-they don't seem to have the will to do anything. So they drink, and rot.

Like much of upstate new york, the city of Binghamton has been in a steady state of decline for the better part of three decades. But it was never all that great to begin with.