<p>i'm doing this on all the colleges' boards i applied to. i'm just gonna get out and start this thread from now until april. i don't really know any of you, and i'm sure we all got lives and all -- but from now until april, if you just wanna spit some thoughts out, vent out, ask random q's about apps, post some haikus, debate about ivy guys/girls, waste time, brag about your stats (though i'd highly discourage that), or just be random or what not, let this be your home.</p>
<p>let me just end with this poem. i feel really awkward writing this, and i'm not moody or anything; this falls into the random thoughts category:</p>
<p>harvard.
crimson? really? do you think of me?
do feel my yearning? i want to be with you.
but there are so many people like me. 29,000. but they do not know about us.
let me in. i want to be inside of you.
i love you.</p>
<p>nah, you mights need some hooks
the committee may need a second look
to see if they took
the right person or shook
the hand of someone who’ll end up being a bum on the street or a no-name crook.</p>
<p>i will do solemnly weep
beep beep bop do seep beep
it’s not the end of the world pete
beep beep bop do seep beep
O! harvard is just a piece of sheet
beep beep bop do seep beep</p>
<p>i go around and give people face smacks
they don’t know why it’s just cuz i feel like i’m back
on track
ready to attack
ready to get on my grind and buy me a new cadillac
cuz i won’t have to spend that money on college. [because of fin. aid]</p>
<p>waiting is for chumps
who smell like skunks
i cant give somebody a punch
cuz i wasnt accepted is my hunch
but my mom made me a good lunch
waiting is for the rest of the bunch</p>
<p>can i just say this. i was at walmart the other day and they were selling PEZ dispensers. you guys remember that ****?</p>
<p>and yea for real hookem, nice poem, makes you one of a kind – the next t.s. elliot up in this house, next signet society rose carrier up in this muh***a. yea. and good luck to the rest.</p>
<p>yea i didn’t get in mom.
sorry to drop the bomb.
no not the h-one, i’m talking bout the r-one.
“no, son, i’m still proud of you always.”
mom, you lying to me, you wanted me to act in harvard’s fall plays.
“look baby, why you gettin so angry, mommy knows what’s best for baby.”
yea, whatever. dean fitz was prolly goin crazy so he rejected me for some other lady.</p>
<p>that could be a shakespearean sonnet bro. good stuff. </p>
<p>____ by harvard.</p>
<p>coming home from practice
im quite a mess
quick! to the computer!
check my email for my next tutor!
spam, spam, spam, and BAM!
harvard email
faster than snail
Dear mr. so and so…
april foolios yo
now you gotta wait like a chump
but your mom will make you some lunch.</p>
<p>yes yes i got in
now ill tell the whole inn
oh shoot im here
where the chicks at
theyre as rare as deer
or [stereotypically, of course] not nice to look at</p>