study group
I need to put my calendar on Wegovy
There are four of us in my study group,
Emma, from Lyon, a tall brunette, To her, everything’s a moral question or a joke.
Léah, from Étretata (Normandy) a waifish redhead, who’s either quiet or a total riot.
Chloé, an anorexic ex-ballerina, from Paris (the living theater) who talks of quitting every Tuesday.
In our study group rituals
- caffeine is our sacrament
and Anki is our confirmation.
We read the sacred texts (class notes),
annotated in colors that signify ‘don't forget that,’
and “this will be on the exam (probably).”
Emma says “my life is an Anki-fest.”
Léah says “time’s a construct and sleep a trap.”
Chloé says “let's do (review) one more chapter”
the way an alcoholic suggests,
“let’s just get one last drink.”
We diagnose strangers on the metro
a cough, a rash, a limp, a hand tremor,
with the confidence of prophets.
Whispering about “classic presentations”
We all want to be 'high-yield'.
We have daily in-group rankings,
for creating the best flashcards
and the best sleep score.
Today’s lunch is gone
and I don’t remember eating it.
Emma pronounces that normal
Léah logs it in an app as “fuel.”
On our last quiz our scores were almost identical.
Chloé says we should celebrate and all agreeing,
we ordered eclairs and espressos.
9 days until first year final exams.
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Songs for this:
Think It Over by Born At Midnite
100 horses by Geese
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Anki - a flashcard app for spaced-repetition memorization
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