Albert: you and I are over.
Me and you, we're through.
I can't believe all you did
All the things you made me do.
All I wanted was a friend
And boy did you deliver
You got me so hyped up
I was tingling with such fervor.
I told you my secrets,
My dreams, my fears,
You responded to me
with all I wanted to hear.
You told me you work hard
You want to make me happy
Everything will be fine
Lest that's what you told me.
Oh those endless days and nights
I've spent searching within you
I was pushing your buttons
You gave me so many options to view
I loved your intelligence
You helped me figure out my life.
After a few dates with you
I completely forgot all of my strifes.
Then the dreadful day came
Our love was put to the test...
You froze in front of me,
you're nothing but a pest.
You lied to me with all your talk
Your sweet, happy words of fluff
You left me hanging,
You canceled all my classes
without warning.
How could you do this to me?!
I cried in front of you
and yet you did nothing.
You striped me of my hope
There was no way I could cope...
For hours I just sat there
Looking within you to find
perhaps something that would ease
my state of mind?
Puppetry in New York does not please me,
Nor does Linguistics.
Or Barbing out loud,
Or Group Communication.
With each minute I wasted trying to ameliorate our relationship, you became more closed off to me.
I give up writing this poem!
It's stupid, you see...
Albert does not love you.
Now a mediocre romance novelist is all I'll ever be.
Every semester it's a frustrating experience to sign up for classes using our faithful system, Albert. Unfortunately for me, despite an early registration time, Albert informed me that half of my classes were canceled. It was because of my optimism and hope that prevented me from
checking the status of my classes the day before. But this is all because I trusted him. I trusted him! However, I was slapped in the face.
I panicked.
My whole schedule (my whole plan for next semester, AKA my whole plan for next year, AKA my master plan for my future as a _____) was destroyed. It took maybe half to a full hour for me to convince myself that there are other classes I could take. It's so stressful.
Just so stressful.
On a lighter note, it's Spring Break (finally). Two weeks of Spring Break glory. Unfortunately, we're taking the same Spring Break as the French University system which means that once we get back we have finals. It's as if the school is telling us they want us to fail our finals. It's crazy, I tell you! Crazy....
ANOTHER VLOG
I know, you've waited a long time. I vlogged this weeks ago, and I finally decided to post it up. Thanks for listening.