How did my true love ever guess that I wanted three French hens today?

Although I can do without the non-stop Christmas music on the radio, I am NOT ready to say goodbye to my favorite time of the year. And luckily, I don’t have to! After all, there are 12 days of Christmas, just like the song tells us. And as Shakespeare’s play tells us, Twelfth Night was a pretty fun party all those centuries ago.

I will stubbornly leave my Christmas tree and decorations out until January 5, the day that the 12 drummer drumming are due to arrive from my true love. Feel free to celebrate those 12 days right along with me, thanks to this college-themed version of that golden Christmas oldie. Merry Christmas!

The Twelve Days of a (College-Bound) Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me….
One perfect college essay.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Two March Madness finalists.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Three-year undergrad programs.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Four-year college scholarships.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
FIVE OLYMPIC HOPEFULS.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Six frat boys a-scheming

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Seven days of parties

On the eight day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Eight hours of sleep.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Nine ways of paying (my tuition).

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Ten uses for ramen noodles.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
11 AM classes (more sleep!)

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Twelve hours in the library.

–Barbara Bellesi