Charcoal on the outside

Undergraduate studies. Roasting a pig over a pit. I've heard it both ways.

My allotted time has come and gone. But I'm still over the fire. I am well done through and through. They keep the skewer in my body. The heat cooks my soul away.

They mush prefer ash and charcoal.

1. Poor creature being cooked that could be symbolic in this blog post.

2. My undergrad studies are pushing me to possibly a sixth year!!! Because stupid classes keep being "unavailable" at this time. Lame.
3. Also note the cleverness of me...they must prefer Ash...that's my name!!! ;)