i think i'm getting my angst back! here's a short bit of poetry about jerks who keep telling me to get a boyfriend:
alone doesn't always mean lonely
i don't need your rules
or regulations
or conventions
i am myself
and i do what's best for me
why can't you see
it's not always your plan
you're not always right
i do what i can
so be kind
respect my decision
and the fact that i can make up my own mind
but you won't
you pick with precision
every hurtful incision
trying to force in your opinion
but you don't know
you're not always better
but you think you're so clever
well, i can be single
and on my own
and your cover is blown
just because you're scared to be alone
don't tell me what to do
and i'll pay the same courtesy to you
ok, so sometimes when i get bored in class, i quit writing notes and write whatever pops into my head. sometimes this gets really wacky, as is exemplified by this poem i made in my intro psych class. nice to know all the money i'm spending on these classes isn't going to waste.
THOUGHTS DURING PSYCH CLASS
i am bored
very bored
worrying about stat class
what time does it start?
can't remember
not a good thing
when is our homework due?
i have no idea
i'm all screwed up today
i'm gonna fail
nah, i'll be good
where is math lab?
brains are really weird
"lobe" is a funny word
there is no dopamine in dope
when do we get out of here?
don't wanna go to class
do i ever?
these chairs are noisy
use it or lose it
neurons are prima donnas
wanna go to sleep
wonder what's for lunch?
curry lentil soup is delicious
"cannot accept change"
that's like a metaphor or something
mind over matter
why do we wear so much clothing?
layering is fun
caffeine causes mind control
is the professor not wearing a bra?!
endorphins, endolphins
acetylcholine sounds like a dinosaur
i am bored