5:::A/N:::Sorry it took so long to put up some new stuff, but life had
gotten pretty hectic. Here's my take on college life:::
Sitting here, wide asleep
Wondering why the lights are on
But no one's home
Lids half shut, head nodding
I look like I'm stoned
I wish I could drop Boring 101
Oh the woes of a Sugar Addict
It's just not fair
My skin's jumping
The big words are numbing
Can I fill my ears up with jello?
They said High School was the best ever
I thought they were fibbing
But now college is making me skitzo.
I think I miss my bed
I just wanna go home
They're making me choose between my grades and sleep
I think I'd rather be dead
You can have my cds when I'm gone.
Oh woe is me
Why can't they just let me watch my sweet tv?
I think I might cry
Cause I'm coming off my sugar high.
There's people all around
Think they'd notice if I fell down?
The computers all are sick with a virus
I keep thinking
Why not me?
College is so grand
I think I want my mommy to hold my hand
No chocolate, no greasy foods, no orange tic tacs
All I keep saying is
Where's my dang prozac?
Oh the woes of a sugar addict.
::A/N2: Skitzo is a lovely term my best friends and I came up with to
describe the terminally insane If u feel my pain, give me a shout. I came
up with this when I was ignoring my geography professor.:::