Boyboy; my precious
Monday, May 18, 2015 | 6:58 PM | 0 comments
Those learn to type days,
with that board with tonnes of buttons,
and load of functions connected to it.
I was young, really young.
I was forced to learn to type,
every single day I challenge myself,
to beat the day before wpm high score.
Those were the days,
where CD- roms still exist,
no not those Mario or Disney version,
mine was the boring kind,
the ones that let you advance to the next portal,
only if you pass,
only if you beat that score.
only if you beat that score.
Those were the days,
the reason behind my current wpm,
those were the days,
I'm thankful my mom said,
this skill is something you need,
you really need,
for the rest of your life.
for the rest of your life.
