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Sunday, March 11, 2007
what's worse than... Guess what can make me weak in the knees? (a) Flowers, chocolates, crap and all that mush (b) A kick at the back of the knees (c) Old age (d) None of the above Your answer should be (d). Because only studying for the exams can make me really ill and weeeeak. My head will start spinning, my sense of balance will be impaired, i'll be blown with back-to-back episodes of vertigo, suddenly my bedtime is earlier than my lil bro's, for once the house will be silent, and my family will see me on an average of less than 5 hours per day even though i'm home almost 24/7 - that's when i join them for breakfast, lunch, dinner and when i need to use the bathroom. ...................... See those dots? That's an interval. I fell asleep, and i was merely blogging. Now imagine the consequence when i flip open the lecture notes. As i was saying before i got knocked out, studying for the exams almost always reduces me to a lump of pathetic, whimpering whiner. Of course by now you should realise that the question up there was posed in the literal sense. On my good days, i am a struggling yet motivated student, inspired to achieve some impressive grades to present to my sponsor (one A among a sea of B's and C's is my idea of impressive). On my otherwise days (which you could interpret as lazy and also happened to be the norm), i am struggling, unmotivated, uninspired, and just wishing my name is Siti Munirah. Of course that girl studies hard and gets the same kind of stress like everyone else (don't look at me), but to me that girl can earn her distinctions just by shading her name in the OMR. The girl's got brains, AND a friend who's just darn lazy. Surely there must be something wrong with me. Wouldn't you think the same too? Everyone's studying, i'm blogging. Okay truthfully speaking, i'm not keen on taking supp papers or repeating a gawddamn semester (heaven forbid!), so i'm gonna subject myself to pure torture and hopefully it'll pay off when i get the final year exam results. And you don't get to read my blog for free. You will pray for me and my friends - for endurance, for functional memory, and for good luck. This is your life we're talking about, yo. We're the future nurses and your lives are in our hands (and our exam results)! Well okay, if this threat isn't working, please just pray for us and forget about the life-at-stake part. I know, it's utter crap. Thank you. p.s: Pilot pens rock my socks! fara // 22:07 |