Yes, that song has been stuck in my head ever since I saw this week's Glee. So, here I am again. No better or worse than last time, I suppose. I have a 2-4 page paper due in 24 hours, with no clue what I'll write about for it, and no ability to care. I'm kind of tired of college. The more I learn about Hollywood business-y stuff, the more I realize I want nothing to do with it. It seems like it's all kissing asses and swallowing your pride, two things I am NOT into. But, whatever I'm actually going to DO after college, I'll be more likely to get a good job with a BA than if I drop out now. A good job doing what, God only knows. I wish I could just go back to London. I'm an English girl at heart. Just chill with the Whedonites and the Whovians. Or run a no-kill animal shelter. That'd be awesome too. If I had been born loaded, that's totally what I'd do with my inheritance. Okay, that and a PS3. And maybe a condo in Disney World.
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