'Cos I miss your hands I miss your face.
When I get back let's disappear without a trace.
'Cos it's been ten days without you in my reach,
And the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.
But time has changed nothing at all -
You're still the only one that feels like home.
When I get back let's disappear without a trace.
'Cos it's been ten days without you in my reach,
And the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.
But time has changed nothing at all -
You're still the only one that feels like home.
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Today was the first day of school. Boring. Next.
Today was also the day of my execution by mid-semester test. After spending the last of my holidays in a panicked frenzy, attempting to cover the last term of syllabus for Uni Bio. I tried to keep my hopes up as I trudged through the University, and dragged my feet into the computer lab.
The test contained 25 multiple-choice questions and was 40 minutes long. 15 minute mark - first person leaves. I haven't reached the end of the test. 20 minute mark - half the class has left. I'm concentrating very hard on particular questions with sadistically phrased multiple choice answers. 30 minute mark - most of the class is gone. I'm shifting back and forth between questions for which I knew my answers were ambiguous. 40 minute mark - I'm just about the last person in the lab. I try to make sense of the words and letters swimming on the screen in front of me.
I hit the submit button. 18/25. "Second class honours result. Well done." I glance across at the empty console next to mine. "First class honours result. Congratulations." 24/25. Well done my ass. As you probably fathomed, I spent the rest of the time on the way back brooding over the unsatisfactory results, and coupled with my parents' reaction, the essence of which comprised of: "Wtf?! That's shit!", was really quite wounding. I know they only said that in the hope of spurring me forward towards a stronger resolve to study and do well the next time around, but it stung all the same.
However, despite the debilitating circumstances, it is amazing what a little encouragement from someone special can do. Light-hearted, and yet for some reason, extremely comforting to hear. I owe my thanks, I was able to continue with what I needed to do because of it =). Encouragement is something we all like to hear, but know we should give more of. But do we? I know I'm thankful for the people in my life who do.
Good night.
Today was also the day of my execution by mid-semester test. After spending the last of my holidays in a panicked frenzy, attempting to cover the last term of syllabus for Uni Bio. I tried to keep my hopes up as I trudged through the University, and dragged my feet into the computer lab.
The test contained 25 multiple-choice questions and was 40 minutes long. 15 minute mark - first person leaves. I haven't reached the end of the test. 20 minute mark - half the class has left. I'm concentrating very hard on particular questions with sadistically phrased multiple choice answers. 30 minute mark - most of the class is gone. I'm shifting back and forth between questions for which I knew my answers were ambiguous. 40 minute mark - I'm just about the last person in the lab. I try to make sense of the words and letters swimming on the screen in front of me.
I hit the submit button. 18/25. "Second class honours result. Well done." I glance across at the empty console next to mine. "First class honours result. Congratulations." 24/25. Well done my ass. As you probably fathomed, I spent the rest of the time on the way back brooding over the unsatisfactory results, and coupled with my parents' reaction, the essence of which comprised of: "Wtf?! That's shit!", was really quite wounding. I know they only said that in the hope of spurring me forward towards a stronger resolve to study and do well the next time around, but it stung all the same.
However, despite the debilitating circumstances, it is amazing what a little encouragement from someone special can do. Light-hearted, and yet for some reason, extremely comforting to hear. I owe my thanks, I was able to continue with what I needed to do because of it =). Encouragement is something we all like to hear, but know we should give more of. But do we? I know I'm thankful for the people in my life who do.
Good night.
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