Good October

By your mere arrival you say the end is nearing.
That it's all gonna be over soon.
That my burdens would be off my back, that the tedious projects are soon gonna pass away.
That the long-awaited end of the semester is coming.

But before anything else,
before everything pleasant..

Is what I would like to call..
the final judgment.
Defenses.
Of projects and proposals and documentations.
Final submissions.
Deadlines. They're gonna be dead for good this time. And if I don't act urgently, I might as well be dead.

October, you mark the end and a beginning. The hardest of hard times before the end of all the past hard times.

Problem is, when I look ahead, I can't help but skip over the tough part. The unpleasant part that I would have to pass through before I could finally relax.

These all will come to pass. And hopefully, in all my subjects, in this final period, I will pass.