Such is My Life
By Jet
Christmas is coming But exams will get here first. I'm in my dorm, away from home So stressed I think I'll burst. Sadistic profs take pleasure From making students squirm. So many tests and papers. How I dread the end of term. Running out of time, Nothing sticking in my head. I can't write this! I can't do this! My heart is full of dread. The exams come round, It's too late now. You can only sit and pray To make it through somehow. One down, five more to go. Will this never end? All I want is to be at home With my family and friends. And so the cycle continues With no relief in sight. I'll think of you this Christmas As I study through the night.:) Exams got the better of me this year... Written December 14th, 2001 © on Dec 14 2001 02:10 AM PST 0 • 14
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"Christmas is coming..."