Important ANNOUNCEMENT. Not really.
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For a Good Cause...
It just occurred to me that school starts tomorrow. In less than 12 hours I will wake up to the sound of my father waking me up. Again. Jeez, my reaction time is seriously busted. God must have wired me wrong.
Why do they give students a break in between semesters in the first place? So they could give us a couple of seconds to take a breather so they could torture us again? (Okay, so maybe it's more of a couple of weeks.) (The point here is that it's not enough.)
Even though I've seen what feels like a million movies and a million seasons of a million TV shows, I still don't feel like I've regained the energy I lost in the last four or five months. A good amount of university education has led me to realize that school is my Kryptonite. Superman should go to college. Oh, wait, he did. And he survived. Amazing. I now have a newly reformed respect for Superman.
Oh crap.
Is there even a bright side to this thing?
Hm, I'll probably learn a lot of things...
...and then probably lose sleep because of that lot of things. Cry over that lot of things. And probably imagine myself dying because of that lot of things.
Post Script:
ItsJustSomeRandomGuy came up with a skit. So well maybe he came up with this last month, I just wanted to post it now. Hats off to you, Mr. ItsJustSomeRandomGuy. Will post the next episode when it comes out. Ciao my ♥s.
Why do they give students a break in between semesters in the first place? So they could give us a couple of seconds to take a breather so they could torture us again? (Okay, so maybe it's more of a couple of weeks.) (The point here is that it's not enough.)
Even though I've seen what feels like a million movies and a million seasons of a million TV shows, I still don't feel like I've regained the energy I lost in the last four or five months. A good amount of university education has led me to realize that school is my Kryptonite. Superman should go to college. Oh, wait, he did. And he survived. Amazing. I now have a newly reformed respect for Superman.
Oh crap.
Is there even a bright side to this thing?
Hm, I'll probably learn a lot of things...
...and then probably lose sleep because of that lot of things. Cry over that lot of things. And probably imagine myself dying because of that lot of things.
Oh dear God, please send me a silver lining. Or two.
Post Script:
ItsJustSomeRandomGuy came up with a skit. So well maybe he came up with this last month, I just wanted to post it now. Hats off to you, Mr. ItsJustSomeRandomGuy. Will post the next episode when it comes out. Ciao my ♥s.
DramaQueen files this under comic books, itsjustsomerandomguy, school, the woes of school
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A Poem
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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