It’s the time of the year again
Walking to 8:30am classes in the rain
In the same lecture room we remain
Hoping to survive the assignment pain
It’s the time of the year again
Cali-or-bust dominated our brains
Resumes roasting hard to avoid being disdained
Just for the question: “Can I get a job in the Main”?
It’s the time of the year again
Midterms stacking with our energy drained
Cramming into late night, hoping we don’t go insane
Leading us to wonder: can our schedule maintain?
It’s the time of the year again
Interviews coming along, questions too arcane
New job announcements on Facebook, “congrats” comments we can’t refrain
A minute voice shivers, “continuous round it’s me again”
It’s the time of the year again
Finals blending into the snowy terrain
Library seats search ending in vain
Mr. Goose prayer sent, hoping the curves don’t wane
It’s the time of the year again
“Exams are over!” The freedom we regained
Vacations and holidays flowing into our domain
Coz we deserve them: how long can we abstain!
Ps 1: My first time crafting a poem on WordPress; much apologies if it’s lame.
Ps 2: Technically I was half-lying because I wasn’t on WaterlooWorks this term, but I would nevertheless dedicate this to all people around me who slogged through the term together with me. Thanks for giving me the strength to survive yet another tedious study term.
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