A song to celebrate the end of the semester.

[kleenexwoman]

No more essays, no more stress
No more week-old ramen mess
No more quizzes, no more fear
No more roommates chugging beer

No more famous ancient Greeks
Trying out new war techniques
The ending should be no surprise
The gods show up, everyone dies

No more poets with manic depression
Raging against genteel repression
Finding faeries under leaves
Eating opium and getting dry heaves

No more watching cellular mitosis
Or trying to spell arterial thrombosis
Being creeped out by osteoclasts
I'm forgetting the vocab far too fast

No more anecdotal case studies
Of explicit full-insertion lobotomies
Flipping through the DSM-aye-vee
And thinking, "Shit, this describes me."

No more cramming, no more class
(Oh dear lord, I hope I pass)
No more strain and no more sweat
Two years gone, and two more yet.

Comments

Good poem...

[drworm.livejournal.com]

I am happy for you, yes yes. *still has, like, another week, sigh*

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

I hear Rachel rhyming, and see her best mind destroyed by madness, etc., etc. Okay, I got a C in "Writing Poetry" (wasn't even supposed to take the damn class, but, well, there's a long and bitter and deranged story there that I'll tell you sometime), so sue me. Those last three words, incidentally, together are the name of a fine Japanese-Jewish restaurant in Soho. Well, it's owned by Jews, anyway. A big fat bald guy named Murray Rabinowitz. Anyway, congratulations, you're halfway through, it's just like a roller coaster, or a mathematical function anyway (parabola? can't count three without removing a mitten), except not really. Now take a deep breath and lie down for a while and, if the roomies come in reeking of beer of any sort, chuck 'em out the window.

B is for Beer. It makes you act lewd
And stupid and loud. It's a ruinous fluid
For people with taste, for people who think.
Beer is not nice. It's a bad thing to drink.
The consumption of beer is low-class and risky.
Stick to gin, vodka, cocaine, and whiskey. -- P.J.O'R., who can poeticize, sort of

Hehe!!!

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

I love the poem! I take it that means you're done? Yes?

I have a final tomorrow (Friday) along with the oral interview (both Spanish) and then a final next Tuesday and then I'm done. For the summer. And yay. Rest.

And talking with my pretty Rachel till all hours of the night when she's at her father's with wireless internet connection. *g*

[neverreal.livejournal.com]

hee that's awesome!
=D

[he-dreams-awake.livejournal.com]

Greatest. Thing. EVER.

[superfinemind.livejournal.com]

Very nice. ^_^

[squonk.livejournal.com]

*throws roses*

[blueeye-jedi.livejournal.com]

*laughs really, really hard*

[elefwin.livejournal.com]

congratulations!! and that's one cool song. *sings along*

[ghostgecko.livejournal.com]

*see icon*