Wrapping up second year with Western Governors' University, in the Teachers College for Social Sciences, and extraordinarily satisfied with it. Took me longer than I would have liked to actually start college for the whole purpose of actually learning something, since all my earlier trips (4) to college ended with early outs and dim, alcohol-scented-vomit-soaked memories, or ended due to lack of funding.
I envy you guys who had yourselves figured out coming out of high school. Me, I'm still not sure what I want to be when (if) I grow up.
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At Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty.
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