Idiot.

I am changing my major for the sixth and last time.  At this point I just want a degree and I want to GET OUT. If I continued with English Education I would graduate in May of 2015. I can't do that. My scholarship only covers four years, not five, and to be honest, if I have to pay for college, it isn't worth it.

(This is not my picture)

All I need is a degree to get a decent teaching job overseas. A degree in anything. So! Bachelor of University Studies it is, I am now officially a non-major. I can take whatever classes I want (mostly upper level though) and I will graduate May of 2014, like I had originally planned. WOOH GETTING OUT GETTING OUT GETTING OUT!

I'm getting TEFL (teaching English as a Foreign Language) certified this summer in Thailand.  That, together with a degree, should be enough to get me a job most places.  Except America, but hey, who wants to teach here anyways, all the kids are disrespectful.  (is that a stereotype, also, why do I like parenthesis so much?)


anyways: poetry. (mine)

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jet trails slice

what every crystal ball

has been too overcast to show me

across ursa major

I would rip apart my cupboards

smash everything breakable

sacrifice my household appliances

on an altar of

materialism

if I thought my possessions were

holding me back

like a tree I have always been

my own cage

do not ask me to stay

do not wish on the night sky

that your arms will be strong enough

to keep me

flightless

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Oh amy, why ya gotta be so melodramatic?

Cages are just dramatic that's all. Even when they're imaginary.  Takes violence to get out.  Fun fact: I've still never punched anyone.