I'm so tired from standing on my feet for 8 hours,
And I am now totally turned off,
By the prospect of working on her shitty essay.

Hell.
Why can't she ask one of her many vegetable-heads,
To do it for her?

I had forgotten how much I hate to write essays.
The idea of going back to school,
Just seems so far away now.

Checked my account balance today,
And realized I overspent this month again.
To make things worse,
I just bought a Mambo tshirt,
And an ah beng shirt today.

There's gotta be more to life than this.