Sitting at starbucks, music all around
thinking ’bout chores of the day
going out for a night on the town
getting ready to par-tay

Finals are finally over,
Christmas Cheer is in the air
Spending money right and left
it seems I haven’t a dime to spare

Looking towards the new year
and being perhaps a bit insecure
Job to find, bar to pass, debts to pay
It seems it’s finally upon me, the future.

Job market looks a bit tight
Economy isn’t exactly right
It doesn’t matter though, I’ll be fine
Got some skills, a resume, and a bottle of wine

Starbucks wifi close to expired
Wrapping up some loose ends
maybe I should take a nap; I’m kind of tired
Merry Christmas to all my friends.

*Ok, maybe this isn’t exactly a sonnet, but cut me some slack, will ya!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!