Awakened by alarm number three,
V stumbled to lab, groggily.
Then to math scurried she
to scribble down some matrices.
Schedule tomorrow? Press repeat, please.

Just kidding, my life transcends such dullness. Due to verse constraints, I didn't even approach writing about doing homework and studying!

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Believe me? Better rhymes tomorrow. I promise. I might even mention the roommates.