My exams are finally over after spanning for almost 3months. So it's beyond my power to try and explain what it feels like. But I must admit it's rather underwhelming. I don't see how that is possible, but that's exactly how it is. After waiting on and weighing every single day since it began, I'm done with it and yet I've just managed to buy 2 books and have read them and that's it for the much-anticipated post-exam extravaganza. What the hell is wrong with me???? Why am I not shopping for the pujas?? It's so deadly late... Exam or no exam i should be out there in New Market, Citi Center, Metro Plaza blowing my father's money in the air. Why am I not outing??? Amusement Parks , restaurants, sleep-overs, getaways have always defined my session breaks, but not anymore it seems.
In the last two weeks of the examination schedules, I don't think I had ever worked as hard and at the same time, I don't think I had ever procrastinated as much as I indulged in that time. So I've successfully kept alive the prospect of ending up as a good-for-nothing (as always) besides a possibility of becoming a workaholic (the addition).
So I believe the ultra-long examination schedule has made me a Supra-Good-for-Nothing. I'm not even doing what is trademark for a good-for-nothing to do on session breaks. The good thing is, I'm out setting new benchmarks on laziness. Honestly, that's no good thing at all!! I'm depressed... No, I'm actually fine the way the days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds, the fraction of seconds (see, how much time I have) are passing by. Just me and Ma, she, complaining on every single detail of what my Good-for-nothingness has grown into and I, giving her a tight hug trying to share what a bliss it is to be in the state I am now in. No. This is not good. How can there be bliss if there's no new addition to your wardrobe in the classical shopping season??? I guess what I needed was an escapade. That, I wasn't allowed. So here I am on the verge of madness or mad already and Ma, with her brimming temper (you really should have allowed me to Goa).
P.S - Here's a solemn prayer - "help me!"
