bye midterms
The sharpened mind - with care - takes aim
- at university, we play ruthless games.
Where pencils scratch, their graphite gray,
and scholarly answers take the day.
I've finished midterms!
It was like one of those TV shows, ‘survivor’ or something.
Enzyme kinetics, metabolic pathways, protein structures and functions be damned - no, be double damned.
I’d been working problems raw in dreams, waking up tired.
Sunday, I was so stressed I'd felt calm, like I’d accepted my fate.
I can tell you that now - now that I survived.
“I was strazzled but controlled - there's a difference in how
I struggle internally - and what I let show.” I told Leong.
“Is that why you were yelling at everyone?” she replied.
“Now that midterms are over, I feel luminary,” I informed Leong, “am I glowing?”
She looked up and said, “No.” Communists aren’t sentimental.
Of course I meant luminary in both achievement and radiance.
My Uncle Remy used to tell me:
“Little one, don’t worry about being a failure,
that’s your parent’s job.”
I Love you Uncle Remy.
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Webster: Luminary: is a person of brilliance or a celestial body.
strazzled = stressed and frazzled
Our cast: Leong and I.
Leong, (roommate) 20, is from Macau, China and she’s a proud communist ("don’t knock it til you’ve tried it"). She's a ‘molecular, cellular, and developmental biology major.’ We both speak Cantonese, and we talk a lot of secret trash together.
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