Sem-bricks

You woke up with burning ashes on your back. It creeps under your skin. Unaware of those radiating rays on your face from the windows, you yawn with prosperity. It was around 10:45 a.m. Stretching each limb effortlessly, you rose looking like you've undergo hibernation. Then you head to your favorite place to brush your teeth, perhaps you’re lucky you brushed. Between those gulps of running water on your throat, were sighs you saved from the previous sem. It will show how you missed being with those people in the campus. The eagerness feeds on time that it strengthens you to prepare for the next. Then you remember those professors who punched the keyboards randomly to give you the records you don’t deserve.

The breakfast was on the table. You sit there silently while putting your records on with earphone plugged on your phone and buds stuck on your ears. Your lips moved with anticipation as you chew those crunchy bacon and eggs in your still tired mouth. Mom speaks and you didn't hear anything. Eat, eat, eat. Then a shout hugs your ears with agonizing wave. It was unbelievably louder than your song. Obviously, your mom owned that pesky blast.

You're powerless.

Your wallet just puked each and every allowance you had.

Your gaze wandered through the room. You saw the internet router was off, so you turned it on. Your phone connects automatically. You stare at your phone until midnight with breaks for stuffing edible things in your tummy to stay alive. The bed will do the rest of the attraction again.

Then you’ll feel bricks on your back.

That’s how to grow some ‘Sembricks’ on semestral break.