The spell of summer was finally broken and the illusion of scorching days on the beach were replaced by last semester's afterthoughts of what proved to be a mediocre school performance. Yes. The dreaded grades have arrived and since June is just around the bend, the Princely Pauper can't help but feel utterly panicky since he can't actually remember the last time he opened his Accounting books though he knew that there's a 5000-page catch-up he must do.
Looks like the boy got too focused on his summer revelry that he forgot that there are a million responsibilities to handle. But who can blame him honestly? Summer's the time to bury your feet on the sand and just lounge in bed even if it's already high noon. Summer's the time to just breath the breeze and let loose all the worldly worries-that's why they call it vacation, right?
But it's that moment before the new semester that's got him so tensed up. A bundle of changes will happen-new house, less Twitter, Superman at school, harder Accounting subjects; he can only pray that he's geared up for these significant life alterations.
The summer sun has indeed worked it's magic and though he'll miss the carefree days it gave him, he must now shoved it's sweet promise at the back of his closet and face his favorite responsibilities -_-
What he's happy though is that he's finally awake and can finally begin doing what he must. Nobody wants to be surprised by a surprise exam on the first day right?