With my green pencil as a lucky charm,
Scribbling through papers in calm alarm,
Arthropods, hemoglobin, and evolution,
Ranting about post Of Mice and Men depression
The clock ticks faster when things get tricky,
Got dizzy from the little thing called stoichiometry.
Tomorrow after math will feel like I’m in heaven,
Finished (and hopefully graduated) from grade eleven!
I haven’t written much because my mental pencil has been used up making review notes and writing exams this past week. I cannot wait to start reading the pile of books on my to-read list, and of course, to write! Just a few more days until summer!
Thanks for reading,