It feels like its moviing fast,
Not to know when it will stop,
But to be agonized with a little thought.
As I mind myself through my course,
I feel like i'm heading down the gorge,
Falling down fast and faster,
It feels like i'm going to be in a big disaster.
Assignments coming up with alot to prepare,
Here i am trying to communicate my despair,
Even when i think i might make it,
It somehow feels as though i'll just fake it.
Moments gone just in a blink of an eye,
Here i am writing this poem,
Of how my assignments cried to me,
With a big note of "FINISH ME".
LOL!!!....so far life's been good to me, and don't know how i could've think up a poem like that....
Anywayz....its been a month now, and holidays are back again. Somehow I preferred holidays when i was in secondary school or primary schooling days because you don't need to care about the worst thing that could happen in life..... Replacements!
So....as i enjoy myself, the week ahead of me will find its way to tire me out to the bone....where i would just lie flat....of course not floor la.....but on one the table of the lecture halls..
Oh well...i'mma end here...
Signing off,
-pRinceTon-
