Juvenile Hell
By SlimShdy32
Sitting at my personal desk The light glares oh so bright upon me My eyes start to bleed from insanity Making every attempt to remain conscious My brain is fried, on *OVERLOAD* Here on another night filled with six hours of sleeplessness I gaze at the clock [TiCk TiCk TiCk] 37 more minutes of hell I tune into the teacher once again Ramblinglecturingtalkinginmonotoneaskingquestions I take a deep breath to prevent my head from exploding A quick glimpse at my personal agenda Only one, two, THREE MONTHS AND NINE MORE DAYS!! Sucked into the madness for 30 hours a week Don’t even get into the homework thing… I never realized how much happened in 1850 U.S. (wait…nothing cool did happen!) I never knew there were so many ways to measure triangles (sin, cos, tan, shall I go on?) I think it is fascinating to know all the uses for chromatography (what is that again?) I’m told I need four years of language but I am satisfied with English (parlez-vous…) I just wish it could be over and fun could exist again But after this it only gets worse I hear From college to the end Right now I pray for summer The world cannot turn fast enough But summer is short and then comes fall and 9 more months of agony…BUMMER!just another high school student overly anxious to get out...still a long time though :( Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 07:15 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Sitting at my personal desk..."