Tuesday, February 22, 2011

a poem

bio lab, bio lab, you give me panic attacks,
so do graphs in econ about tax.
my finger is bleeding really bad,
but i have a hello kitty band-aid, so it's not so sad.
i worked out this morning and i'm already sore,
i meant to take a class at the rec today called "core."
i really need to wash some clothes,
but when i'll have time no one knows.
ok i like really need to study,
but talking reading about microscopes makes me feel cruddy.
"love in this club" by the summer set is a great song,
goodness, gracious this week is SO long.
friday is national "mean girls status day" and i can't wait,
and i also have a baja/movie date.
ok, but for real i need to do something on my "to do list"
if it is super cold tomorrow, i'm going to be PIST.
all right kids have fun and be good,
if you're not sure whether to do something or not, just ask yourself, "do you think caroline would?"

ok, love ya!
caren
p.s. i know that "pist" is really not the correct spelling for pissed. it's an inside joke and it fit nicely here.

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