The other day in class we had a really boring guest speaker. None of us could focus or pay attention to what he was saying. It didn't help that it was pretty difficult to understand his English.... and nobody could read his chicken-scratch all over the chalk board. We all found different ways to preoccupy ourselves during the 2 hour lecture.... my roommate Anastasia decided to get creative and wrote a poem about our class. I thought it was pretty great and wanted to share it with you guys! You may not understand all of the inside jokes right now, but I'm sure that once I get home and tell you all of my stories and put names with faces it will make a lot more sense. But still, it's funny... so enjoy and be so proud of us highly intelligent U of I students in Europe. haha.
Roses are red violets are blue,
Belgian guys are kind of hot
and Luxembourg soldiers too.
I love this damn country of beer, waffles, and frietes,
but Pizza Sole Mio's chicken kebab is all I want to eat.
The Oude Markt rocks because the bars never close,
we get lots of attention, we're American, everybody knows.
Swice is the best he's just like a dad,
he really cares about us
and tells me which beers are bad.
Stella & Duvel, Hoegaarden, La Chouffe,
give Sarah some Kriek and she'll be raising the roof.
We all love each other
I'll always stick by your side,
even with issues like leaving Corrina behind.
We all help each other
like Tiffany's first flight,
but she hit the ground running and even went out in her pjs at night.
Liz, Sandy, Emily Katie, like to party on too,
we had the best night in Ghent,
we are the Double Duvel Crew.
We started with hot shirtless soldiers and a game of swinging hammers with might,
but it ended in snake dances, a proposal, and a fight.
Aggie's our grad student and we all love her a bunch,
she bought us a meter of Stellas and we may have had too much.
Ugh, I forgot we're still here for school,
Hannah let's get going on our project,
but stop at the bars first for fuel.
After that Kaitlyn, let's get a mojito or two,
that was the best drunken taco dinner,
sorry I got pepper juice on you.
The only boy in the group I call him "Saint Ryan",
he claimed to be the navigator, but lost the position because he was lyin'.
We have one more week being all together,
I love all these people
and it couldn't be better.
*I love my group! I couldn't have asked for a better group of people to go to Europe with!*Belgian guys are kind of hot
and Luxembourg soldiers too.
I love this damn country of beer, waffles, and frietes,
but Pizza Sole Mio's chicken kebab is all I want to eat.
The Oude Markt rocks because the bars never close,
we get lots of attention, we're American, everybody knows.
Swice is the best he's just like a dad,
he really cares about us
and tells me which beers are bad.
Stella & Duvel, Hoegaarden, La Chouffe,
give Sarah some Kriek and she'll be raising the roof.
We all love each other
I'll always stick by your side,
even with issues like leaving Corrina behind.
We all help each other
like Tiffany's first flight,
but she hit the ground running and even went out in her pjs at night.
Liz, Sandy, Emily Katie, like to party on too,
we had the best night in Ghent,
we are the Double Duvel Crew.
We started with hot shirtless soldiers and a game of swinging hammers with might,
but it ended in snake dances, a proposal, and a fight.
Aggie's our grad student and we all love her a bunch,
she bought us a meter of Stellas and we may have had too much.
Ugh, I forgot we're still here for school,
Hannah let's get going on our project,
but stop at the bars first for fuel.
After that Kaitlyn, let's get a mojito or two,
that was the best drunken taco dinner,
sorry I got pepper juice on you.
The only boy in the group I call him "Saint Ryan",
he claimed to be the navigator, but lost the position because he was lyin'.
We have one more week being all together,
I love all these people
and it couldn't be better.
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