college

"some say that knowledge is something sat down in your lap"

i've said it all along, and now that it's over, i can vouche (-e?) that i didn't learn anything of importance at a university. importance may not be the word. maybe... practicality.

i studied two areas that are almost completely subjective. and granted, i love subjectivity, because i'm a liar, but how do you judge subjectivity? how do you justify inferiority in a subjective area of study?

the past 4.5 years were full of setbacks and setting-fourths (ha), and this is what has been equated. me, where i am now, 2 days post-grad, sitting in the cold, with zero obligations, and "the world is my oyster"

how do you get a fucking pearl if you can't afford scuba diving equipment or lessons.
and i can't hold my breath very long. freaks me out.

last year around this time a man that feeds squirrels made me realize i've been lying to myself for quite a long time (in young person's years).

one thing i do know is that i've always wanted to look emaciated. so, here i come.


other than that...... idk! hehe.