Cold Sunday morning, welled up eyes, swollen nose, sneezing at a constant interval of every 30 seconds, swinging head as if I am 100 joints down, carving for sleep and height of irritation & restlessness …
No this isn’t me at my friends place or my place or anyone’s place after a drunk wild rave drug party but this is me in an examination hall writing this crap on the space provided for rough work in the question paper with one out of three hours still left for the examination to end. And I have this free time not because I’ve solved all the questions super brilliantly in two hours but after smacking and banging and getting my mind fucked for two hours I’ve reached on the conclusion that THIS IS IT.
Almost 60% of the questions have bamboozled me in and out thoroughly and with patience raising serious questions and doubts over my engineering skills & these very questions though written in general English language looks like alien manuscript written in windings and webdings to me. And these aliens are for sure not from the earth not even from our galaxy it seems. I’ve been humiliated and molested soo much by this question paper that I am left with no choice but have to write this one to in the remaining time to distract myself & save some of the self confidence I am left with regarding my engineering skills and powers :D :D.
Right now all I can think about is my friend’s performance in this very same exam (he’s a sucker for exams his exam count in past two months is more than 20 ranging from lower division clerk to CAT and what not) actually I am wondering what if he does better than me in this exam. No God no that’ll be such a disaster take this thought away from my mind right now. Next on the thought list are upcoming results for the previous semester freezing everything of mine in sheer nervousness & taking the shit out of my pants. Another prominent thought hovering over my mind is possible placements and higher studies equations. Not much behind actually the most dominating ones but in stealth mode are the thoughts of the love I have had… the love I could’ve had and the love I have…. Mixed super complex feelings of amusement, hope despair ,excitement ,thrill ,and something strange beyond expressions all at once and all at the same time…..it not much but just that I can see her off from the airport here to Boston and wish her luck for whatever she’s going for…
Woo ooo ooo I’ve just been prompted by the lady invigilator and cross questioned for almost 10 minutes about what I am writing which seems like a passage to her in a supposedly objective questions based examination solution for which can be best obtained with either mathematical equations or predicate logical statements…. And all I could tell her was that I am just trying to spend my free time. Now this statement of mine have not done any good for me she’s constantly staring at me and passing humiliating smiles. Though im least bothered and concentrated how high or low she thinks of me, but this constant staring of her have left me with even more blurred concentration and interest levels for writing…so that’s all for now from the examination hall, lets concentrate on that girl sitting on the left diagonal to me…. She seems to be quiet hot ..though I can’t see her face properlybut her glaring shining legs coming out of those khaki cargo shorts says a lot ;).
No I am not perverted its actually that she’s actually good and so are her legs….Actually the legs are good so it’s kind of inference that I’ve drawn that she’ll be good as well……
No this isn’t me at my friends place or my place or anyone’s place after a drunk wild rave drug party but this is me in an examination hall writing this crap on the space provided for rough work in the question paper with one out of three hours still left for the examination to end. And I have this free time not because I’ve solved all the questions super brilliantly in two hours but after smacking and banging and getting my mind fucked for two hours I’ve reached on the conclusion that THIS IS IT.
Almost 60% of the questions have bamboozled me in and out thoroughly and with patience raising serious questions and doubts over my engineering skills & these very questions though written in general English language looks like alien manuscript written in windings and webdings to me. And these aliens are for sure not from the earth not even from our galaxy it seems. I’ve been humiliated and molested soo much by this question paper that I am left with no choice but have to write this one to in the remaining time to distract myself & save some of the self confidence I am left with regarding my engineering skills and powers :D :D.
Right now all I can think about is my friend’s performance in this very same exam (he’s a sucker for exams his exam count in past two months is more than 20 ranging from lower division clerk to CAT and what not) actually I am wondering what if he does better than me in this exam. No God no that’ll be such a disaster take this thought away from my mind right now. Next on the thought list are upcoming results for the previous semester freezing everything of mine in sheer nervousness & taking the shit out of my pants. Another prominent thought hovering over my mind is possible placements and higher studies equations. Not much behind actually the most dominating ones but in stealth mode are the thoughts of the love I have had… the love I could’ve had and the love I have…. Mixed super complex feelings of amusement, hope despair ,excitement ,thrill ,and something strange beyond expressions all at once and all at the same time…..it not much but just that I can see her off from the airport here to Boston and wish her luck for whatever she’s going for…
Woo ooo ooo I’ve just been prompted by the lady invigilator and cross questioned for almost 10 minutes about what I am writing which seems like a passage to her in a supposedly objective questions based examination solution for which can be best obtained with either mathematical equations or predicate logical statements…. And all I could tell her was that I am just trying to spend my free time. Now this statement of mine have not done any good for me she’s constantly staring at me and passing humiliating smiles. Though im least bothered and concentrated how high or low she thinks of me, but this constant staring of her have left me with even more blurred concentration and interest levels for writing…so that’s all for now from the examination hall, lets concentrate on that girl sitting on the left diagonal to me…. She seems to be quiet hot ..though I can’t see her face properly
