my life.

a cyclic cycle (alliteration) which results in me being utterly sian and tired each day.
it's like i am posting absolutely negative stuff if i have to blog, and guess what. I have upper respository tract infection. That means a bad cough that saw be hackling away for 5 days.

ouch.

so work starts piling up, hits you on the head real hard, like a car boot coming over your head
(incidentally that happened to me today)
you struggle and guggle
find no way through
only..... will help

that means nothing by the way.

on a positive side,
there is always a good class there for me
council posters that bear by name
subjects that i love
parents that are tame

doves fly openly in my world
when things around me start to swirl
so here's my poem
there's no such thing as a doem.

haha.

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