Three weeks and I will come back, to my dear virtual home called Triond.
A big event is coming,
as it walks slowly approaching,
I know the moment is near.
There is no need to deny,
I have to give my best try,
Love it or hate it, my time can’t lie.
Juggling the assignments and tasks,
jumping over piling stacks of papers,
playing in the circus of life!
Jump here, jump there.
Note here, note there.
Remember here, forget there.
Panic is not the answer, relax is not either.
Procrastinations are my biggest enemy,
their comforts are fake and full of hidden fee,
it’s now the time to slice them into pieces.
For a smile from my mom I could not afford.
For a proud from my dad I could not tell.
For a hapiness in their heart, I could always feel.
So let me fly away from my virtual sites,
to achieve another stepping stone in my real fights.
Three weeks from now I will come back,
but for now I should struggle and prepare!
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