After a few days at ALA
You discover, in serious dismay
That breakfast really is the same every day
And that sitting on the grass really is okay
In fact, get used to it because you’re going to do it a lot.
Two weeks in and homework rolls in
Apparently ALA isn’t one big play pen
And you’re spending more time actually holding one
And eish your handwriting sucks now neh?
And all these strange expressions fly around everywhere sha
Around week three you feel great
Because you can remember some people’s names
And have stopped having to stretch out your heyyyyyyyyy
Because you can’t remember if it was IG or IJ
And you’re thinking maybe you aren’t losing it
Because now you know the difference between Imaobong and Eunice
Week three into four into five
Congrats for still being alive
You’ve been here a month but there’s way more
A lot of it will be great but there’ll be moments of horror
Where you’ll want to scream
But don’t do that because that’s not proactive
And EL is always watching you
So smile and make the most of a year of being called firsties
Don’t disappear in your work or be too thirsty
The second years will help you…well maybe.
Either way you’ll be aiight.