Holidays...bad hit

This is not even the first 7 days after the school holidays kicked off for the year. It's just that I'm bored. Yesterday went to buy textbooks for next year, cause on week 5 heading for another country... At least I can escape from all that boredom. I have yet to finish another 3/4 of the holiday homework. Somehow this morning I felt like seeing my friends again...If only that was possible. But yes! There are many days ahead, and many chances too. The next time we all get to meet each other is just round the coner, this Friday, the school's Open House...I expect to see at least 15 of my friends there, with all of us scatered at different parts of the school. This past two years sure was as good as my last two years in primary school. It may hurt at first, but, over time, I will still get over it. This is another self-composed poem. Oh yes!By the way, I feel that it has sort of become my style of expressing my thoughts and feelings...So somehow, maybe,one day I can do away with all those long-winded stories???

One down, nine to go.
It has not even been a week no.
Somehow The more I think,
The more I wonder.
Why?
Why must this always happen?
When will the holidays leave?

I have always had the curious mind.
Never mind sooner or later,
It will still happen.
Accepting this and refusing that,
Are they what I need to know?
When?
When will we gather again?

These days seem to drift away
Beyond the horizon they go,
Never to return again.
Till then,till then,
Now
Now is the time that I prepare thyself,
To wait for the arrival of that very moment,Itwill bring.