o holy night,
there are no stars in the sky.
and i'm still up,
thinking of rebuttals and chicken rice.
long lay my world,
in stress and procrastination,
till deadlines are past,
and i don't give a shit.
a glimmer of motivation,
it tickles my mind.
but now it's gone,
and my mom's forcing me to sleep.
fall, on your knees!
oh hear,
the alarm's shrill cry!
oh, night divine!
oh night,
a wasted night.
oh, look up!
the merciless sun has risen!
how i wish it was,
still sunday night.
a.n.
hey sunshines!! what's up? sorry for the inactivity. i've been busy because of my ChAoTiC school life, so please bear with me. thanks for reading this very shitty poem/modified christmas song, i hope it has brought purpose to your lives. i have school tomorrow and this is my way of procrastinating, so yeah. ugh i'm getting super exhausted now. before i get off this extremely orange-dominated story-sharing platform, here's my words of wisdom to you all.
*CLEARS THROAT*
debate club is hard. but it is relatively hard. join it at your own risk, if you like research and peeing your pants from stage fright in public. also, never finish your homework the night before school, because that never works. instead, consider the remedy of doing it in class before lesson starts. the teachers will think you're super hardworking + you'll get to ask your friends for answers. teachers, if you are on wattpad and are reading this, and by chance you know me, do know that this is not characteristic of me (or is it..? ;D), nor am i advocating laziness. i'm just trying to be funny. so pls don't sue me for disobeying the school system. thanks for listening to my ted talk. bye.
p.s. APOLOGIES FOR THIS LONG ASS NOTE
second p.s. ALSO SORRY FOR BEING WEIRD AS HECK
