This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at South Carolina chapter.
We would really love five golden rings, but let’s get real…Â
On the first day of Christmas my professor gave to me… an F.
You really couldn’t give me that last point?
On the second day of Christmas my family gave to me… a headache.
Go ahead, ask me one more time why I’m single. I dare you.
On the third day of Christmas my hometown gave to me… faces I didn’t want to see.
Why is it that every time we look homeless, we run into everyone from high school?
On the fourth day of Christmas my friends gave to me… a request to be their DD.
No don’t worry, I didn’t want to have fun too.
On the fifth day of Christmas my boyfriend gave to me… not a ring!
Weren’t you listening? Single and not very good at mingling.
On the sixth day of Christmas my computer gave to me… an addiction.
How can you say no to these deals? BOGO, YES!
On the seventh day of Christmas cookies gave to me… a cavity.
So you mean cookies don’t count as a meal?
On the eighth day of Christmas the weather gave to me… rain.
We’re never going to have a white Christmas, are we?
On the ninth day of Christmas the mailman gave to me… more bills.
How do you adults do this?
On the tenth day of Christmas home cooked meals gave to me… 10 lbs.
It’s so good… someone help us PLEASE.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my email gave to me… an unwelcome heads up.
Seriously, break IS NOT over. Don’t email me my syllabus.
On the twelfth day of Christmas Santa gave to me… another chunky sweater.
Shocker.