Attempting to Write an Entire Paper the Day Before It’s Due
By Camden Rose
My charger only works when
it is placed at a certain angle so naturally I spend a total of 20 minutes rotating it around my finger
at different intervals until my 98% percent charged phone buzzes
and then I place a pencil under the spot
to hold the charger in place.
Also, my room is obscenely messy from the
trip I just came back from and
there is no possible way I can get
anything done if a pathway is not cleared—
even though it’s been like this for the past week—
so, I must figure out where all this junk goes now.
My paperclip is going to snap if it
holds any more papers, but I know
I have a bigger clip somewhere.
I think I have a bigger clip somewhere.
The only way to find out is to do a massive
reorganization of all my desk materials,
just to be absolutely sure that I am wrong.
I’ve always wanted to try experimenting
with my craft supplies, mixing tools and whatnot,
and I just now got a brilliant idea for how I must
arrange these papers to create something new
I think Netflix recently notified me that
a show on my list that I haven’t watched in over 2 years
just came out with a new season. What
a great time to be alive. I’ll have to catch up
on the season that’s in between what I’ve watched
and what just came out but that’s okay cause
I have all the time in the world.
This poem is part of the “I am a college student” blog posts, which you can find here. It is also part of the “I am a writer” posts and “My works,” which can be found here (writer) and here (works). To see all posts, click here.
For the next few weeks, this blog will be undergoing some changes. Please do not be alarmed. Even blogs have to grow.