A familiar place filled with a chemical scent,
Unforgettable, in my mind it left a dent
A wave of nostalgia, as I was greeted with the sight,
Of the plain hospital room splashed with white***
1. Arca-chan not talking much? Nothing new about that.~~~
2. Meiwa-chan not talking too much?... IS THE WORLD NEARING ITS END?~~~
3. How famous am I that the news of my sickness has reached London? And who said I was telling you? My lips are sealed. Heh, anyway... Thanks, Ashley!
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4. Seriously, dude? Why not bring the chopper instead? And don't kid yourself, you're the only one who gets stressed at Ashley's antics. LOL, anyway... Thanks, BFL (nice profile picture though LOL).***
Seriously, thanks, everyone. This really means a lot considering that me being sick isn't a really big deal. I actually got a few extra hours of sleep. But of course, a peaceful slumber always comes with a price. And that price is me missing out on three summative tests and when I think about it, all I can say is...
I AM SO SCREWED...
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Thoughts of an Eccentric Author
PoetryJust some random thoughts that pop into my head every now and then.