its 4.02 pm and I am sitting here in my school com lab typing this
staring out of the window, i just face 2 blank white walls
well, the walls are initially harmless, but behind these 2 walls lies the LT3, where practically all my bio lectures are held
it suddenly dawned on me that this is the 2nd last day I will be touching my A level curriculum again - there will be nothing but constant revision
it suddenly came to my shocked realisation that tutorials in JC will be non-existent after tomorrow
wow, it just seemed that I just got pushed out of a classroom and never allowed to return.
And I am quite scared. Really.
From now on, my life is practically going to be my life, the way I "want it to be". No more rigid schedules to follow, no more complaining of lack of breaks, no more waking up at 5.45am...
But what replace it is quite horrifying to many, including me: the misdirection of direction
There are just so many things to do, but there is currently no pre-set order where we must do.
There is no deadlines to follow: no homework - teachers will not really be hounding you, but this just removes the very key pusher of doing homework
Shit, procrastination and other evils like sloth seem to be waiting for this very moment
I need my sword and shields up, in the form of my pen and paper
I need determination, in the form of that gleaming results slip
Everyone, its time to really realise what it means to be "free"
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