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Final paper

--> Each semester, we all have it. The curious minds of lecturers Finding out how well they teach, How well we learn Each week goes past. Matters start getting serious Lecturers going over same work, Going over the same lecture Each lesson stays In the back of the mind Of that one struggling child The one no-one listens too Each week gets shorter The lessons slowly fade to the past Getting vague And forgetting everything Each day goes past Leading them closer But leading them further astray From the point they are meant to reach Each hour they sit there Furious that they cant win Against the battle Of constant pressure Each minute that past 60, 59, 58, 57.... The minute gets shorter So does the passage Each second leaves a memory One that shouldn't of been wasted On the telly or laptop Watching flashing images The day arrives They sit and stare at the paper Water forms in their eyes Leaving them with damp hands They do the test Knowing some answers and Guessing the...

april fool!

April fool is not a person born in April nor are they fools. Just a dumb celebration where people go to great lengths just to trick other people.One such April fool's day, I was tricked the whole day,and wrote it down. Someone took my cleanser tube and filled it up with glue. Someone changed my tuna sandwich into pine nut-and-dew. Someone laced my sneakers so they tie down by my toes. Someone changed the vacuum so it doesn't suck, it blows. Someone poured the sugar out and filled the bowl with salt. Someone messed up all the clocks and made it seem my fault. For me today, I have to say, it's nervousness that rules.... Since all that happened yesterday and it was April Fools'! This was a true encounter,one i shall never forget my whole life! Now its my turn! Revenge can be so sweet,be prepared cos' the devil has just begun..

project paper..

"Damn, I am late for class again." Nila swore to herself never to use her mobile phone as an alarm again. Damn that snooze button. Nila rushed to class and got there at the nick of time,she slide past Professor Maziq Khan. He was a strict man and would not tolerate late comers. Prof.Khan locked the doors behind him as he entered.He smiled as he looked around the hall,it was full.They were handed their project paper assignments. Most off them sighed as they took a look at the paper. It was to be done as a pair and was to be done with a pair of the opposite sex. Prof.Khan even took the liberty of pairing them up.  Nila was stuck with Vishal.That ape! She was hoping to pair up with her bestie, Zahara. Now she was stuck to Vishal for 3 whole weeks.Nila started out work as soon as she could.The sooner it was done,the better it would be as she did not have to see Vishal's face much. Their project was on parenting and had to submit a thesis report based on their findings.This ...

trapped!

    Oh God, just kill me!Nightmare!Sharing a room with some random girls. And what can I say about those double-decker beds, just lousy things which creaks every time someone,no matter from the lower bunk or upper bunk, moves. It feels like I am sleeping on a bed of thorns. The floor boards creek in every single room in this damn dorm. These sounds never seem to cease throughout the night.      Then comes the mornings, where all 32 girls fight for the bathroom. Imagine only six cubicle each of showers and toilets!The smell! I don't even want to talk about it.One, two, three, four. Four study tables cramped into our small room.      Things were different at home..Rainforest green and sea blue on my walls.Matching lampshades,wallpapers,smooth marble flooring,a king-sized bed with luxurious satin bed covers.Soft carpet, an air-conditioned room. Ah! Bliss... There is no place like home.     Heck,this place looks like a prison with dull...