Time

I wish I still had that poem. Maybe I do =O. Meh, can't find it atm.
"What is the time?" ...

Time really is strange. Or rather, my idea of time is strange. 10 years ago can feel like yesterday, but then a week ago can seem like an eternity ago. 3 hours can pass by like 10 minutes, but then 30 minutes can feel like a bad night's sleep, all of the time in the dream world, and then all that all over again. You know? It's not true that time flies by when you're having fun; time is just time. When you're thinking about the time, it will probably go by slowly. When you're not, well then who knows what time it is.

Lately, I wish I had more time. But wait - I have 168 hours a week. That's a whole lot. Take away some for sleep and school, and I have like, what 50 hours? That sounds like a lot doesn't it? But then you factor in homework, and then all of a sudden you have -20hours. E P I C F A I L. Yea, time is too precious; too much demand and too little supply.

"So much to do, so little time."