I’m not really good at writing really well.
Um, or editing, so, you know, applogies
Stunning freshman lecture slides,
A laptop lost in bed,
No one uses the lib guides,
A textbook you’ve never read.
Yik Yak’s overbearance,
Annoying roomates, PPCrack
A frat party disaster,
So now you won’t go back,
There it is again, that funny feeling,
That funny feeling
There it is again, that funny feeling,
That funny feeling
Stealing someone’s DoorDash order,
AJ Minnich’s face,
Judging a Mo’s Cupboard hoarder
Using AI without a trace.
Kiwibot roadrage, new webpage,
HUB eyesore,
Homework at your finger tips,
Your friends are at the door.
Thirsting over athletes,
Brand new theater show,
40 thousand years of this,
One month left to go.
Spotify Wrapped Day, overpriced latte,
Loans amass,
Hub desk in PPHAC,
Missing your first class.
There it is again, that funny feeling,
That funny feeling.
There it is again, that funny feeling,
That funny feeling.
Hey, what can you say? We are almost due,
It’ll be over soon, you wait.
Hey, what can you say? We are almost due,
It’ll be over soon, you wait.
All the late-night caffeine, and last-minute stress,
Fading faster than we can guess,
Stargazing from Mak field, the nights we hoped wouldn’t end,
Times you wish you had with that one friend.
Hey, what can you say? We are almost due,
It’ll be over soon, you wait.
Hey, what can you say? We are almost due,
It’ll be over soon, you wait.
