Out of grasp.
Before I know it, its coming to the end of the damn short semester break. Time, advertly is trying to get me to plunge back into my boring mundane schedule of uni life. My short holiday bubble is slowly getting smaller. Oh well.
Dammit, its already Friday. And nope, there's no T.G.I.F here, and i don't mean the restaurant.
There's one more heavy paper to go. Its branded Material & Hardware. Heavy duty stuff, knowledge and notes included.
And my knowledge of it ain't much actually, bordering on minuscule, more like it.
Also, not forgetting its made worse by the frank dislike of the subject. And its definitely not helpful that the lecturer has a very idiotic French accent, making the process of interpreting what he says an everyday pain in the arse, what more understanding the lesson. Brain is usually in the same state after and before class. Clueless, and grasping for understanding. Not a very good sign.
Shit. And now the exam is drawing nearer. I'm on my own now.
She has so many things on her mind, and made worse by other problems. I feel so sorry for her. I pray things will get sorted out as fast as possible.
Above all, I love her so much.
And you, though things have been pretty much sorted out, but I still have many questions. It will never be the same again. Yes, it feels....unbelievingly surreal. To me at least. And it has left a scar. Remember that.
That's all for now. Over and out.
Dammit, its already Friday. And nope, there's no T.G.I.F here, and i don't mean the restaurant.
There's one more heavy paper to go. Its branded Material & Hardware. Heavy duty stuff, knowledge and notes included.
And my knowledge of it ain't much actually, bordering on minuscule, more like it.
Also, not forgetting its made worse by the frank dislike of the subject. And its definitely not helpful that the lecturer has a very idiotic French accent, making the process of interpreting what he says an everyday pain in the arse, what more understanding the lesson. Brain is usually in the same state after and before class. Clueless, and grasping for understanding. Not a very good sign.
Shit. And now the exam is drawing nearer. I'm on my own now.
She has so many things on her mind, and made worse by other problems. I feel so sorry for her. I pray things will get sorted out as fast as possible.
Above all, I love her so much.
And you, though things have been pretty much sorted out, but I still have many questions. It will never be the same again. Yes, it feels....unbelievingly surreal. To me at least. And it has left a scar. Remember that.
That's all for now. Over and out.
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