Thu
Feb
12
A Sonnet to my Study Notes (AKA Fuck Studying)
Let me not to the approaching darkness,
Midterms! Release me from thy coming doom.
That which paints my mind with wicked starkness
And my thoughts, each by each, quickly consume.
Rather, the glory of my study notes -
Their many inks: Blue, green! Black, red!
Solidify seas where Eng. knowledge floats
With condensedness divinely inspired.
When thoughts do turn to Four-Four-Six, say you,
Transfer Functions hold no Power o’er us.
Laplace Transforms, bring it! You only do
work for functions piecewise continous.
Permit me to end with a thought we’ve all thunk,
When this is over, let’s get hella drunk.
