Everything.
My end semester exams start on October 12th
*faints*
-Rewind to a few days back-
Me: (beaming) I've done really well in the tests! :D
Dad: (from behind the newspaper) Of course you did, you are older than everybody else in class.
Me: Er... hello? I really did well...
Dad: (in some kinda trance) You had better get a distinction. All your cousins have completed graduation! No excuses! Top the college! I want to see a gold medal!
Me: Hahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahha!
Haha. It's B.A. I'm doing. They wont give me a gold medal even if I take the exam under the fricking ocean and top the class.
Dad: (in total trance) Don't say that. Work hard. Have faith. You can do it. You Can Win. One Minute Manager. Who moved My Cheese? First, Break All The Rules. 7 Habits of Habits of Highly Effective People. (yes, I said total trance)
Me: Er... Bye dad.
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Its 3 days, 85 hours and 5001 minutes for exam to start and I have questions:
Why does my best friend decide to buy that dark, gloomy cloud and hang it right over my head?
Why must the cutest boy in town message me all the time when I have 5 full units to study?
Why does my dad suddenly decide to "let's have a drink tonight, beta?"
Free fucking whiskey- like I'll ever refuse.
Why is my blow-job of a neighbor bursting crackers all day- at regular intervals of time?
Motherfucker, it ain't diwali yet and I'm really trying to study.
And why does my other neighbor suddenly want to drill a zillion holes in his wall?!
If he goes on for one more day, I swear he'll be the first of our species to have two assholes.
Why did my sister bring the world's-most-amazing-movie-collection home?
How can I fall asleep while studying, 6 times in a row?
How the fuck can I still be watching TV & eating potato chips all day?
Who replaced my appetite with a whale's?!
Synopsis:
Exams- they're here.
I have just 2 million distractions to battle.
I just cant stop eating for fuck's sake.
Calorie intake surpasses actual requirement by light years.
Seratonin OD. I cant even stay awake long enough to figure out "functions of the hippocampus"
Exams- they're here.
*dies*
its fine if you do bad....
ReplyDeleteThere is always a next time for the exams but there mite not be one for the gazillion distractions.... :)
is that right? umm. ok. no. what?
ReplyDeletegoing...
going......
gone.
haha, exams. mmm, because I'm doing art courses we don't have exams just final projects.
ReplyDeleteso nice.
"And why does my other neighbor suddenly want to drill a zillion holes in his wall?!
ReplyDeleteIf he goes on for one more day, I swear he'll be the first of our species to have two assholes."
\m/...
Oh.........exam time......really a terrible time to spent.....
ReplyDelete@ Rami: Hahaha! :P Couldn't resist that one :P
ReplyDelete@Soumya: Tell me about it...
Brilliant post! Your blog is a great read :)
ReplyDeleteTotally agree about the distractions. Being an Engg student at an Autonomous instt, I suffer from chronic distractionivitis and gobblertummitis every month :(
Don't we all, Rajath? Ah well :|
ReplyDeleteBy the way engg + autonomous = anal.
All the best.