Metaphors which can describe how I feel when I study accounts
Imagine a corpse being run over by a train,
or a tree being turned into a Bieber notebook.
Imagine a mummy without a brain,
or a lobster being boiled by a cook.
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This subject is the death of me,
why can't I disappear for a few days?!
Just imagine a driver who can't see,
or Michael Jackson with his hair ablaze.
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I don't understand
a single damn word.
Imagine food being canned,
or a bookless nerd.
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Just imagine having to deal
with all this damn fuckery.
tbh I'd rather get punched by Man of Steel
or join a fifteenth century nunnery.
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I wrote this around two weeks ago when I was studying for my Accounts O Level. For the past three years Accounts was the single most annoying piece of shit in my life, and now I've done the exam and I never have to look at another Income Statement ever again.
I really hate accounts.
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