Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Oh faithful Esims... come thee yonder

I click refresh with
a mechanical finger
looking, praying,
coming back to linger

and yet it blinks at me
with unforgiving eyes
my email is empty
it does not lie

The grad schools laugh
at my measly GPA
whilst I drink
my worries far away

Maybe, soon a sign will come
of grades to be...

7 comments:

Nick said...

Don't sweat it CityChick, based on of my impression of you, you will get in no problem :)
On the sidenote, I can drop a word to Thomas Lo about you, if you want...(I assume you know who it is)

Good Luck with everything!!!

eL said...

haha i like your poem. I can't wait to see my grades either. but i'm still not done with finals.

CityChick said...

Who the hell is thomas lo?

Nick said...

CityChick google search?!
Go here: http://www.linkedin.com/in/baruchthomaslo

Shauntel said...

Don't worry everything will work out :) .... I like your poems

JinJin said...

Hey, don't worry about it. if you think you didn't do well on the final, everybody in your class didn't do well also.

Bibliofemme said...

it's all good, homie.