some poems i wrote while doing math hw =D

I rode a goat to town today.
The women stopped and stared.
The Russian men who run the pen were fully un-bewared.
The market place was happen-stance,
The rest was MIT.
The barber is my therapist,
But you’re my Bubble Tea!

Tumblers are for logger thumbs
And bald-spots make you sneeze,
But boys in Santa Barbara
Are bending at the knees,
To see a peck of peppered pigs
Emit a symphony—
Around about and up and out,
They’re not the pigs for me!

Lovely-green and cumbersome,
A cucumber may lend:
A tasty lunch, a summer crunch,
A treat for your old friend…
But in the least a hungry beast shall
Be no longer lone—
If he do find a cu’mber rind
With flesh upon its bone!

:-)

SO, my third week of college has been quite an experience. Why? well, I will tell:
My school is in a constanct brouhaha (1) of faces and new sounds... it can get overwhelming at times, but I enjoy the pulse of the city! (bum-BUM bum-BUM)

My classes are quite exciting- Cyberspace (search the word "run" on your computer and then type in "cmd" and enter... you can learn to talk to your computer this way through tons of secret codes!) and Mosaics (we are learning that the Mesopatamian gods flooded the earth, but unlike God, they regretted their decision because they were hungry for man's sacrifices... uh-oh) are just 2 of my 5 awesome classes :D

However, sometimes my classes are boring and my teachers go on and on... and then I can't stop doodling. And I get tarantism (2) big time!

There will be more fun words to come!

(1) hullaballoo or commotion
(2) The urge to dance