As I sit in the library working on papers and projects that are due, I procrastinate. This is a skill all college students have, whether they admit it or not. The ability to avoid required work—most of the time by doing more work.
But as I sit here, I began to think of some haikus that summarize my feelings for the upcoming reality of finals week. For those of you that don't know what a haiku is or have just forgotten, a haiku is a three-line poem that is based on syllables. The pattern is such that there are five syllables in the first and last line and seven syllables in the second line.
So as I sit here and procrastinate, I hope I can help you procrastinate a little, too.
Finals week is here.
Let's hope I don't fail my test.
That would be the best.
No way I can fail.
Hope there will be a large curve.
If not, I may cry.
No. No. No. No. No.
No. No. No. No. No. No. No.
No. No. No. No. No.
Netflix and pizza.
No way I am studying.
Can this be my job?
Oh look, a squir-rel.
No, that's just my hopes and dreams.
Gone with yesterday.
Look, it's 3 a.m.
Maybe I should get some sleep.
But much work to do.
Dunkin, Starbucks, need
Caffeine and coffee, I drink
Another late night.
Let's hope I finish
This 500-point paper
Before it is due.
With school and stress here
There is one thing I hold true
Grades don't define me.
