5th semester

Fly by night, away from here
Change my life again
Fly by night, goodbye my dear
My ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend

Moon rise, thoughtful eyes
Staring back at me from the window beside
No fright or hindsight
Leaving behind that empty feeling inside

It is time to face my 5th semester of ADP. Frankly, this will be the toughest of the five semesters I am in this course, most of it because I am in classes that I am pretty sure I will not fit into my Music or American Government lessons. The key to stand above the rest in ADP is to play the 'I-know-everything' card, but unfortunately, I only know how to play the 'nodding-my-head-as-I-give-him-or-her-a-sophisticated-look' spell.

It works all the time.

Of course, in this semester, I will be in arm's length away from graduating and choosing an university to finally become an (oh no) university undergraduate, which to me, is a waste of a human's life. Alas, it is the social norm after all, so there is no way I could escape from it.

Yay to white papers with black printer ink that will give you recognition for the next two years of your life after graduation, working behind a cubicle with a colleague who farts and eats donuts while secretly watching pornography. Yay to that.

Yay to that indeed.