PJ Haiku

I’m here in the PJ room at my school at RIT. While sitting through a long critique I decided to start writing Haiku:

Here I sit in class
Why are we still here talking?
I want to go home

Come on! You’re outside!
f/22, 1/25th?!
You should leave here

I can’t do it long
Listening to audio
Nothing to look at

This room is a cage
I check the clock often
Got PJ room blues

Lauren and Loret
They just keep going at it
Can we just move on?

Maybe I’ll continue this, heh.