College is designed to kill people. Of that I am certain. Our middle-aged counterparts wouldn't be able to last with this kind of schedule for more then three weeks. And I have several more YEARS of this.
I'm too tired to even come up with a title.
title ::pooped co-ed
ReplyDeleteEh, I don't know your music well, but how about "I still haven't found what I'm looking for"? ...
ReplyDeleteI actually benefitted from continued sloth in my undergraduate years... but I'm payin'... oh yes, payin' for that now. So think of busting your can now as an investment in a leisurely future, albeit riddled w/ maddeningly intelligent children.
(It brings to mind some of the stories of one of my professors, whose daughters were likely cerebral as she was; case in point: one of her daughters as daughters do got in to her make-up and, after having donned lipstick and perhaps a feather boa/elegant dress, looked in the mirror and proclaimed to herself, "I'm RAVISHING!" How cute and cool is that?
Anyway, I'm feeling tangential. Sue me.
Oh, and it irks me that I forgot to enclose the above parenthetical, so ")"
ReplyDeleteKinda like how Sam wants to breed me to create a race of superchildren?
ReplyDeleteMy title of choice would be:
ReplyDelete"TEACHERS, LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE."
Or maybe that line including the couple of lines before it:
"WE DON'T NEED NO THOUGHT CONTROL, NO DARK SARCASM IN THE CLASSROOM ... TEACHERS, LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE."
I think we should have a contest. Well, or maybe a better word for it would be "game". If Whoever guesses the right song for your post title (without looking it up or looking at other comments) gets a point. Once you get a certain number of points, you get a prize. Or, the first one to like, 20 wins or something. That prize could be...Otter Pops. Mmmmm.
the ad sez we're "quality views"
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