"Arrr, me hearties! Should the young scallywags cast their votes? Did the V.P. parley sway 'em, or be it a flop?"
2024-10-02
Arrr, at three fine academia, there be grub, grand screens, and heaps o' scrolls to conquer. But lo! Energy be as rare as a mermaid's smile — and by the end, it dwindled like a parched sailor on a barren shore!
Aye, gather ye round, me hearties, for I be tellin' ye a tale o' three fine colleges where the grub be plenty, the screens be grander than a galleon's sails, and the homework be as weighty as a chest o' doubloons!But lo and behold, despite the bounteous feasts o' snacks and the spectacles fit for a captain's quarters, the spirit o' the scholars be as low as a sunken ship! Aye, ye heard me right! The enthusiasm be as scarce as a mermaid’s tear, and by the end o’ the day, it was even more so, like a ship run aground with no wind to fill its sails.
With eyes as heavy as cannonballs and brains foggier than a sea mist, the fine scholars struggled to keep their wits about 'em. They muttered and mumbled, "Arrr, this homework be a cursed anchor draggin' us down!" Indeed, the once lively quarters turned into a ghost ship, haunted by the spirits of procrastination and weariness.
So, ye be warned, if ye find yerself amidst such a scholarly gathering, make haste to fill yer belly, but beware the plunderin' of yer energy, for it might just disappear like a treasure map in a storm!