because that is all I can come up with. I need a break. Ghana was no break. Ghana was fun, it was what I see myself doing in two, three years. Easily. For the rest of my life. Probably not in Ghana for the rest of my life but the Middle East and easily I would try the eastern and southern countries.
no, i am not okay. because i want to murder and strangle every single person who tells me ‘you need to find a major based on / with the job market’.
no, you do not understand. it is simple.
I will never work in the united states , working for the sole reason of money.
because i am fine on a low budget. low income. that, is perfectly a-okay.
Well I went down to Houston and I stopped in San Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
Was trying to find me something but I wasn’t sure just what
I ended up with pockets full of dust.So I went on to Cleveland and ended up insane
Bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain
And I ended up with pockets full of ‘caine.
no, i am not ok.
and I prefer working as an umpire. because you know what?
1. making 17 / hour never hurts
but also.
2. I work with the greatest boss
and
3. the children are amazing
‘creep creep’ she likes children.
I like the ones aged 1 year to about whenever-they-lose-their-true-self.
so, yeah.
Je mange des enfants 