The dueling haikus / have overtaken my mind / quickly and surely...

[allie_meril]

Distracted by Ann's
postful of dueling haikus,
my paper is unfinished.

Lo! Sleepy!Allie's haiku:
procrastination
at it's lazy best...

Procrastinating:
the Camila paper holds
no joy. Haiku? Fun!

*scolds self* It's due at
10 AM tomorrow! *yawns*
Stay awake and finish...

Focus: Argentina,
year 1-8-4-8... (Haiku!)
Focus! (Zzzz...) WAKE UP!

12:20

Comments

[just_ann_now]

"old" folks need less sleep
at 5 am, I wonder
paper finished, yes?

[allie_meril]

8:30 AM...
Bedtime at nearly 1, but
paper is complete.

Crap? This could be true.
I'll find out in a few weeks,
when Prof hands it back.

[aervir]

Camila -- for me
unheard of. 'Tis any good?
What you're writing on?

[allie_meril]

Wealthy Camila
and priest!Ladislao eloped.
*gasp* Both Catholic!

See the problem? Bad
Stuff ensued, and in the end,
death by firing squad.

*academic voice*
"Argentine women's roles had
changed by 1-8-4-8."

[ithiliel_silver]

Oh, I feel your pain.
Papers and cold, rainy days
Do not mix at all.

Hmm... do professors
Ever feel lazy like us?
I think mine do not...

Rain or shine or wind,
They always get their papers.
Ah, the college life.

(By the way, hello!
I feel bad for my silence.
Life's spelled G-P-A...)

-Ithiliel

[allie_meril]

Ell-Oh-Ell! Like the
mailpersons, we plunge through all
weathers for our grades.

I miss you! Wrapped in
Academia's clutches,
yes? Come back to us!

"All work and no play
makes Allie a dull girl." My
"play" is now LJ.

:D

[ithiliel_silver]

Ah, indeed we do,
On sunny days or bad ones.
GPA is life.

I miss you all too!
Between school and my boyfriend,
There is no free time.

However, testing
Is at a semester low--
Some free time is mine!

(Of course, I forget
The project due on Monday
Still not yet begun...)

LJ is great fun!
Even my hackneyed haiku
Are better than class!

-Ithiliel

[ressie_noldo]

Bored stiff, I wonder
How is Ithiliel's life?
Will she update soon?

[ressie_noldo]

If this is college
life, I want no part of it.
My head is reeling.

Papers, pound by pound
attack the brain. Is
school not bad enough?