unexpected

a few more days, until i (we), accountants hit the books and saddle on our little sad ponies, to achieve status of big time qualified accountant. there is nothing else more useful in life than a CA, i.e. chartered accounting degree. There is nothing more useful in life than knowing what papers a business must fill in to ensure it has the regulated wallpaper colour and to make sure it has paid, yes actually paid for its staples and rulers that flow almost like water into our eager hands...
i am not looking forward to college one bit! To sit in a desk, frustrated (more ways than one), to be peering between shoulders to catch a glimpse, "oh that was an E not a A, get it now!", to have to drink tealess tea and shit stained coffee. cant wait to get in the class and have to smell the new unopened hard paper books labelled " 1000 rules of good ethics" and "how to piss of your client without being there"....oh the list of reasons are endless...
i pray that I have one last weekend...one last weekend of fun, frivolous fun. I want to dream I am somewhere else, A place far away from the cream wooden desks, boring white walls and monotnous hum of the projector screen...take me away to a land of no worries, endless love and sun...could that be Havana?
So i sit here and stare outside the horizon, sometimes filled with green hills and empty large houses, or sometimes filled with large skyscrapers competing for respect...sometimes i think, i dont even have to go anyway to feel like im relaxed.
Anyway, i can hear the faint sound of the binders clicking open, and papers being handed out, pens at ready and brains reving up at the start line...
the only problem is, I havnt filled any petrol in yet...