Most of us have been there at least once in our lives. Back of a classroom, lecturer going on and on about something you just can't follow. Fighting with all your might not to doze off. Pretending to take notes every now and then. Observing other students picking their noses subtly.
Tonight was one of those nights. At one point I really thought I was gonna drop dead on my notes so had to occupy my mind with something. Hence found myself writing a random poem. Thought I'd share it with you guys. It was Human Resource Management tonight and it's one of the most boring subjects I've come across. Don't understand the fascination with everyone studying it as a major these days.
Also in my defense, I wrote this in 10 minutes. So don't be cruel about the crappiness of it. Also I realize there is no such word as 'worstest' but um..call it poetic licence. :D
Although I have no excuse for me other posts. =p
The monotonous drone of her voice,
goes on in an endless stream.
Bland, mundane and without poise,
This maybe my worstest dream.
Maslow! Herzberg! The torture continues,
as I doodle to pass the time.
So bored I'm seeing different hues,
Though some take it just fine.
Eyelids drooping, need sticks like Tom.
Fifteen minutes to go, when will it end?
Screw this diploma, I'd rather stay dumb,
Specially HRM, without that I can fend.