Monday, March 15, 2004

pre - exam blues...

I was rudely shoved out of my cosy bed driven by the fear of not getting to attend my third sessionals. Like most say its ones last chance to add an icing to the cake.Phew..my cake wasnt even baked....far from an icing, the dough wasnt even kneaded. It sure was my last chance to score anything at all... Realising that my scores would head home n be party to my dads resolve against me...I quickly drove the slightest ghost of sleep from my room.It took a lot of parrying though cos this sleep is such a persistant bitch...gotta learn never to give up from her...well if nothin at all, just sleep...
If the wake up call was bad...wait till you hear the whole story... luck was in one of those bullying moods..She sent an aide in my roomie to lose my toothpaste...and by heavens my bathroom slippers...who in the world would want a pasted n "garnished" pair of slippers which were in such a delicate state anyway...the thought was makin me laugh ...but no i had to curb my smile there cos today was going to be auspicious...i was gonna score something...something at any cost...if determination could get me places i wouldve travelled the world over in those hopeless couple of quarter hours...
Lookin around for the slippers seemed too ridiculous then. So i decided to get to the bath in my floaters...aint it worth it if i scored a double ???? As the morning formalities drew to a close...i decided to pay a tribute to my all time favourite..john denver..sure i thought i was flyin away on a jet plane...to the land of intellectuals and the far sighted...before I could realise ...my hand held the dreaded text and my eyes paced through the pages...I was wondering if the subject was mine at all...or was it in english...im not a fab linguist so i wouldnt have understood anything had it been in anything but a plain mans english.I studied what i could but nothing seemed to penetrate the skull. Suddenly i was wondering "Am i just another bloke or am i headed somewhere." ..it seemed too far a story to imagine...so i just shut it up there n got ready to leave for the battle field...I was feelin like a soldier who was heading for war to defend his past against the future.... an hour into the test and nothing has changed...i still havent scored a mark.but what the hell...this time i tried!! I no longer felt like a soldier...its more like a lamb at a slaughter house...thinkin about it I guess things will remain .... but who cares... guess we gotta live nyways...with score or not... at the moment Lennon screams "im a dreamer". Hes sure got company...maybe someday...my score sheet will see a new number...