No more textbook-induced hunchbacks.
memorizing an incessant stream of facts.
writing essays until my hand
cramps.
stress about the listening properly in
class.
No more staying up until midnight,
living off adrenaline and
fright,
homework stacked up to the
sky,
feeling like my brain is about to fry.
No more worrying my head will explode,
carting around a mountainous
workload,
fretting over every little mark and score,
passing out against bus
windows.
No more waking up early in the
morning,
consistent, countless slogging,
struggling without stopping,
with worries getting in the way of
blogging.
No more meeting last-minute deadlines,
despairing over library book fines,
pain over living up to paradigms,
expectations for a while.
No more counting the days till vacation,
grasping at fraying patience,
academic obligations,
No more, at least until this year's cessation....
*For now.
For the record, I find passing out against bus windows rather relaxing. It's the waking up and finding yourself suddenly at school that's hard.
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