This morning I thought I saw a large iguana-type thing on the other side of the chain link fence. I had visions of the massive reptilian eating the dog and me alive, so I weighed my options: go and save the dog, or run from the big stripey iguana and leave Sass to defend her poor little self. As my brain thought about fighting or flighting, my eyes came to the realization that I was actually looking at a cat. A nice furry cat.
I am very close to graduation and the “real world” and I think it’s starting to get to me.
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>the real world is spooky. do yourself a favour and don’t join it.
>I’m not sure teacher’s college is “the real world”. But I’ve never been. Let me know. Or someone can back me up on this.
>Well, teacher’s college isn’t 100% yet, so there is still the possibility of encountering the real world…plus the university sent me an email saying “Dear Amanda, the “real world” is coming…” complete with ellipses, so I figure that has to mean something. Dot dot dot.
>Why has no one commented on the best part of this post, THE TITLE??!SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEZY BABY!!!
>just for you, Annie!
>The university wants to scare you into believing that the real world is worse than being in university. They’re very good at it. They got to me. That’s why I’m going to keep going. Forever.PS My word verification is “firri”