Thoughts of a first year architecture student

welcome to lee hall dear readers

last night in studio I wrote a poem. I was stuck there anyway because of my project but the rain outside sealed the deal. I have to admit the quiet rustling of the trees against the window panes combined with the occasional loud clap of thunder, pitter patter of rain, and rain-themed songs (compliments of youtube) all made for a nice working environment. Anyway, here's that poem my friends. enjoy

People always ask...

where are you going

at all times of the day?

why does it seem like

you're always away?

The studio calls

my project awaits

drawings, sketches, drafts

and models to make

Planning for sleep?

oh, you're quite funny

you'll work through the night

all for no money

You know you'll be up

to watch the sunrise

Fourth year's always say,

"you'd get out if you were wise"

But you don't heed their warnings,

you keep with the daily grind

besides losing sleep

you might also lose your mind

Despite these complaints

I guess it's not too bad

just try to get out sometimes

or else you'll go mad

give your best and nothing less

cause doing what you've never done

will be the cause of your success