A bit of poetry!

I've done it! I finished my post bacc. program tonight woot woot! For those of you who are unaware of what a post-bacc. is (as I was before I became one) it just means that I enrolled in a program to take all of the undergraduate science courses I need to apply to medical school since I was a non-science major in undergrad - film and theatre to be exact. I know, a big leap. I actually feel more relieved/happy today than I did when I graduated college. Now comes the daunting task of actually applying to med schools... I don't want to talk about it.

Anyway, as I finish this chapter of my life I find that a poem I wrote in eighth grade still applies. Prepare to be dazzled by this poetic wonder:

School sucks ass, I'd rather be harassed.
The book work is hard,
And all they feed us is lard,
And I'll be lucky if I ever pass.
That is why school sucks ass.

I know- genius. This is just a sampling of the works collected into my book titled "Poems of Profanity". When I say book I mean standard composition notebook a la Harriet the Spy. Perhaps I will share more one day, but the others are actually kind of crude. Why was I writing poems of profanity at 13, you ask? Teen angst I guess? I think I still deal with adult angst is that real?

I actually love school, learning at least, or else I wouldn't be pursuing 8 more years of it, but organic chemistry will bring out the worst in you, what can I say. Indeed, I did pass though, and I get no pomp or circumstance to celebrate. I will just leave you with a picture of my actual graduation 2 years ago and pretend that it was today. :)

Oh yeaaa

The finace, then boyfriend.

Forgive the picture quality and squinting. South Florida sun will do that to you.