Olga's Poetry & Thoughts

The rat race, it’s called In college it’s a plague All the rats gnawing at each other’s tails Trying to reach for the top They don’t sleep, they don’t stop Cause now it’s cool to be exhausted To boast the battle scars on our brains “Here is where I pulled 3 all nighters for an exam” “This mark here is where I failed and then cried” “There is where I went to Starbuck’s 10 times in one day and I still couldn’t get that homework done” Why are they proud of this? I’ll never know What drives the rats to mind pumping drugs But they don’t make you smarter, they Just make you dizzy and robotic and dazed The little pills make you feel less lazy So instead of going for a walk, or to church, or reading a book You can sit on your chair and digest information for days Swallow it whole, all the books, the LSATs Until you’re numbed by the excess of dictations You’re more like Google and less like a person A siphon f...

In high school, the "university experience" was mystical. It was something that was on everyone's tongues throughout senior year. We'd fantasize about the parties we'd attend, the friends we'd meet, and the freedom we'd have away from public education. We'd go to university fairs and university representatives would come to our high school, shoving colourful pamphlets in our faces featuring smiling students sitting in poppy fields with books in their hands. University. A new chapter in my life. A step into adulthood. And it is nothing as I expected it to be, nothing like the candied university booklets I received by the dozen in high school. Here are some raw facts about university life, and the things I learned during my freshman year: The "university experience" is mostly one of cramming for tests and exams. In high school, you may have had a test every now and then, and exam periods once during a 5-month semester. In university, you ha...

I FAILED. The math performace task. Literally. It's a miracle if I got a 50% on it! Anyway, it's only worth 2% of my grade, but I still had a panic attack. Oh well, it's not the end of the world.. XD Enjoy The day had begun so wonderfully, it was almost angelic The larks whistled away in the distance The sky was the clearest blue than it had been for weeks It is truly unfortunate that one horrific event had the strength to strip the trees of their beauty and replace the morning sunlight with demons Walking to school, Gracefully strutting one foot in front of the other She never expected that this would be the day the world would end It is something that one does not foretell or look forward to Math class She walked in through the steel iron doors They slammed shut right behind her “Pencils up…now; you have an hour to write the test” The demon in glasses had spoken Sitting there on his seat, sipping some café mocha She could not help but bloat in envy The clock It usually...

SCHOOL has pretty much driven me insane this past week! The huge history project that took me forever to complete, my internet breaking down the day before the damn thing was due, lots of procrastinating, my cross country competition cancelled, failing my French test...the list of shitty things that went on this week just keeps on going and going...! Not to mention the fun little incident today- a bunch of bastards put toilet paper on fire in the boy's washroom, and the fire alarm rang. This was followed by a series of unfortunate events, including the fact that we missed our lunch period, instead, we stood outside in the October coldness, me wearing a skirt of course, just my luck. To make matters as bad as humanly possible, it started spitting, then pouring, and we were all rushed around the field and muddy outdoors. When the school was safe again, it was like- 12:45...and we finally had lunch....JOY. Thank God it's Friday. Wake up in the morning, take a shower, feel alive...