Monday, November 15, 2010

Starbucks My Dear, Starbucks.

"If you were a country you'd be Switzerland. You never take a stand, your policy is never to offend. If you were a gambler you would always win, you'd only bet on the horses after they had already come in. And I'm sorry that I'm getting on your case, but true friends they stab you in the face."

I have officially applied to a school in Switzerland.

I mean, I think it would be kind of cool to go study abroad somewhere. It would be super neat to experience a new culture, while also going to school. The more I think about it, the more I am dreading the college experience. See, during the "pre-Drake" era, I was very welcoming to the college experience.

The whole flirtatious, partying, loose life that you see on television intrigued me, and I wanted to be a part of it. I knew I would be good at it at least.

But now, I don't want any of that anymore. I don't need to go be flirty when I have all I could ask for in a guy with me already. Unless we break up, which although is unlikely, could happen, I would like to not be involved with all the aspects of the college life experience. Maybe it's just not for me.

And besides that, even if we aren't together. I won't be missing out really, because getting to study abroad is an experience in itself.

College is stupid.

Why not Switzerland?

"Not for me, not for me. College, torture, college, university. Arts and crafts is all I need, I'll take calligraphy and then I'll make a fake degree."

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