Holy moly, Uni’s hard.
Hard like hard boiled eggs.
Except hard boiled eggs are squishy.
Squishy like my brain.
When you spend a whole day reading
But you don’t remember what,
That is when you know your brain can’t fit the things it just forgot.
Rather than remembering the things you’ll need on tests,
Brains preoccupy themselves with what you definitely WILL NEVER USE ANYWHERE.
Mostly, the great question weighing on my mind,
“Eggs and brain” and “brain and eggs”,
Am I crazy? Do they rhyme?
I apologize for that. Sometimes the tired university student that hides behind my mask of professionalism and put-togetherness just needs to come out and play.