The Beginning

One cold winter night, while pretending to do homework, I was hit by inspiration. Inspiration to write a haiku. So I did. And I didn't stop. I produced shitty haiku after shitty haiku. Here are a few gems:

2/3/11

Bundy common lounge
Dimly lighted and worn out
No souls here tonight/Poor souls gather here

Hazards of Japan
Must you be so hazardous
I should really write

Red hat blue hat
Once not wearing any hat
Such a mystery

Hanley where are you?
Hanley I am really bored
Hanley where are you?

Princess from Pluto
Hey! Butterflies are alright
Dance the night away

2nd floor Bundy
Separate from all the rest
No one understands

Run roommate run fast!
Need to be in bed by 9
Up before the sun

Wah wah wah wah wah
I am an annoying leech
Wah wah wah wah wah

Half K you don't know
But sometimes called Croasian
Half K you don't know

Haiku and smoothies
Oh what a productive night
But no, not really

So many nicknames
And we might sometimes stalk you
Not creepy at all

My scoliosis
Twisting, curving hurtful spine
You are such a bitch

You who dyed your hair
Do you think you are special
Guess what though, you aren't

SO many haiku
Count them all but no you can't!
I need to stop now

Haiku of bordom
Words flowing like a current
Will this ever stop?

Laughing to herself
I'm a horrible person
But she is creepy

Freshmen girls are loud
Always screaming like the wind
Creepin on asians

Time to rest thine eyes
Never wanting to wake up
Sleep forever

Ching Chang Becky Lang
Munching on orange carrots
You are a poet

But when you look to that night sky
with the stars blinking goodbye
You only see the past

Oh what a shrill sound
My eardrums cannot withstand
Her annoying voice

Room filled with silence
Averted eyes all around
Lacking in interest

Pure gold right? Some have averted my attention to the fact that these aren't "technically" haiku. But does it look like I give a fuck? No, no it doesn't.