A poem (but not really) entitled: No Me Gusta

It’s 28 degrees.

I have to write a newspaper article.

I have writer’s block.

I’m ridiculously hungry.

I lack motivation to do anything important.

I got a turkey in Cosmic bowling last night and still didn’t win.

No me gusta.

Sunday Feb 12 @ 10:49pm
3 notes
tagged as: bowling. cold. college life. journalism. my life. so very cold. no me gusta.

  1. karenkareen said: me gusta. lololol this put a smile on my face.
  2. lifesproduct posted this

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