Beryl:
DUDE. String theory has exploded my brain.
10/2/09 Harvey Mudd College may drive me insane.
Julia: The trees by the window, turned orange and red,
10/2/09 Are meant to be un-green? I thought they were dead!
Chani: The stoners running up and down the hall
10/3/09
"Benjamin Fucking Porter!" chant them all
Julia: We played water polo today after our swim practice race.
10/3/09 I blocked the ball with my face.
Beryl: Intersecting tetrahedra and origami x-wings
10/3/09 Hang gently from my ceiling on strings.
Chani: Clubs at this school, hella much do they suck
10/3/09 The A Capella group denied me, fuck!
Julia: Plato's Republic is really damn long.
10/4/09 And Socrates is wrong.
Julia: Yeah, shoot me, I get really bored, that's where it's at.
10/4/09 In other news, haha, wombat.
Julia: I love my roommate Liz.
10/4/09: She is the shiz.
LAST ONE TONIGHT I PROMISE
Chani: Here I am, enjoying weekend bliss
10/4/09 Wait.....I have homework. What the fuck is this?
Beryl: We love you West, South shouts with a smile,
10/4/09 Fuck you South, West projects with style.
Fuck you West, South responds, enraged.
Fuck you South, the text to speech loop engaged.
Shut the fuck up, North shouts really loud
All this loud noise now drawing a crowd.
North's mama is fat, West starts to say
and text to speech-es those jokes they found today.
Suddenly an idea pops in North's head.
Our speakers are loudest of the spread,
Lets play fucking loud music until they stop
And the loudspeaker war ended with North on top.
So where was East? you may ask of me,
We were stealing shit from MIT.
My frustration at this class could not be properly expressed in two lines. So I wrote a sonnet. Plus, it killed more time that way.
Chani: My Core course teacher poses lousy questions
10/5/09 Us students cannot grasp the point he's making
Sometimes I truly think that he needs captions
Or perhaps to listen to us talking
So here I sit just craving Tilda's classes
Encouraging us to think outside the norm
This man is herding us like stupid assess
I dream of sleeping soundly in my dorm
This smallest class I have is just so awkward
Of the twenty-three just seven talk
Bob, the teacher, interrupts (that blowhard)
So at fascinating discourse we do balk
No clue have you, how happy I can be
This class is only once a week. What glee!
Julia: So that's the way you want to play, my friends?
10/10/09 I'll see you, raise you one or two a piece.
You may say Shakespeare's sonnets are the end,
The way, the means, the ultimate release.
But I would say instead that (at the least)
Spenserian form is much more int'resting.
But this discourse I fear I now must cease
So I may tell you 'bout this college thing.
While others might be having days boring,
My swim team's on a weekend-long retreat.
And who knows what December break may bring?
Oh wait! A trip to Florida, how neat!
So 'ta for now, my lovely West-Coast friends,
Here's fourteen lines until we meet again!
(Spenserian sonnet = ababbcbccdcdee)
Julia: So yeah, we watched a movie here today.
10/12/09 You guys remember Rashomon? Hurray!
Julia: God dammit I didn't want to write any more iambic pentameter.
10/12/09 Grr.
Chani: Naked people running all around
10/12/09 I hope they don't fall on the slipp'ry ground
Casey: Look at me, I'm fashionably late!
10/12/09 Chalk it up to problems with the stargate.
Chani: RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT
10/17/09 RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT RENT
Julia: I just did the math, and went eek!
10/20/09 I'm at the pool for one-seventh of my week!
Julia: Just opened my 'fridge – the freezer is so cold, the door
10/22/09 Has frozen shut and won't open any more.
And now, some haikus for good measure:
1. Boulevard of Dreams,
Broken and twisted in song
Green Day makes me smile.
2. Orange, yellow, red.
The trees are new every day,
Sunsets made of leaves.
3. Saturdays are filled
With elves, swords, and battle cries.
Live-Action Role-Play.
4. Outside my window,
The rain-mist soaked parking lot
Glows in the moonlight.
5. Our swim team has cheers –
(VIKINGS VIKINGS KILL KILL KILL)
– That are very loud.
6. I feel winter's touch,
Each day colder than the last.
Soon, a snowball fight.
(Mwa. Ha. Ha.)
Chani: Carpenters are banging on the poles
10/28/09: Way to make a freshman cry, assholes!
Julia: Le cours de Français, il n'est pas tellement bon
10/29/09 Mon prof, il est un véritable con!
(for you Spanish-speakers out there, "French class isn't going so well. My teacher's an idiot.")
Chani: The red string that tied to me to class '09
10/30/09 Has broken into useless piece of twine
It happened in the middle of class too....I nearly cried.
Julia: Yarr, avast me hearties! Tis the pirate of Hallow's Eve,
11/01/09 Who's still dressed in her costume, would you believe.
Julia: YAY MY MOM'S HERE
11/04/09 BREAK OUT THE BEER
THERE'S NO NEED TO FEAR
SHE'S A PRETTY CHILL LADY
Chani: Surprise jam session in the laundry room
11/12/09 At one(am) the bowels of Porter College boom
Julia: Turkey is awesome
11/27/09 With cranberry saucem.
And mashèd potatoes,
You'd better not hate-os.
Of course, there's the stuffing,
Which surely ain't nuffing.
And then comes the pie.
(Mm, pumpkin, oh my!)
There's salads and cheeses,
And creamed corn and peas-es
And ciders and wines
And beers of all kine's.
In short, this Thanksgiving
Will not be forgiving.
(I'll have to be tough
And swim it all off.)
=D
Julia: SNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOW
12/09/09 SNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOW
Chani: Up all night essaying is quite dolesome
12/10/09 By four pm I'll be on my way home
HUZZAH!
