Sometimes, maybe, the first week of school can possibly be interesting. Mine was. I'll try to summarize it in poetry cuz I'm super cool.
Fifteen credits because of country dance
and a balded, bearded professor
who may just teach me how to write
Racing a random girl (t'was her request)
down a flight of JFSB stairs
In flip-flops that sounded applause
Books can sometimes cost a pretty penny
Especially when you're pretty poor
Somehow mine cost me 40 bucks
Despising the fact that I have to shave
While refusing to grow a "mustache"
Because mustaches are creepy
A two-part text message came from a girl
Who I swore I'd never see again.
Gets read over and over and....
Fifteen weeks seems short somehow.
