Yeah, that was today, the inevitable after exam judgement day.....
Papers. Marks. Urgh.
You saunter into class all carefree and Mystique, exams are over, you don't give a rat's ass what happens now......
Then why're you nervous before they give the papers??
O-kaaaaaaaaaaaay, faker.......
So. Marks.
Ok-ok, I managed above 80 in everything, except Engineering Drawing and Chem. Chem was absolutely abysmal.
Overall percentage? 79.4, which is apparently great for 11th grade science. I think not.
This is probleme. I care too much about my marks. If I didn't care, it would be so much easier......
Anyway, stick with the caring for a year and then I'm free free free.
I did go to the beach, and it was good, the friend I went with was a great person to talk to, and I got a mocha out of it. Mmmmmmm
" You know, you're drinking that like you're having sex with it", he tells me as I look at him over the mug. I always drink mochas like this, letting my lips sink into the cloud of cream, letting the coffee underneath burn my tongue, licking, savouring the taste.
"Closest I'll get to it for a while", I mutter.
Long talks about his relationship, my anger.....
Long taxi ride home....
Long wait for mom to show up (I didn't have the house keys)
yes, I enjoyed.
Now. Since my mahaan friends can't go for a movie with me, I go with Tina. Mom's friend. And kinda mine too.
27 Dresses.
Don't laugh at me for watching chick-flicks, I am a girl after all.
The weather it gets hotter. Shorts and strappies in use. ah, for a cool breeze to caress my face.....
2 comments:
oh well... this too shall pass...
Ah well, I can imagine. I was accused of having ice cream like I was practicing for oral sex. Yep. Why? Cuz, apparently, *normal* people don't *lick* them, they chew them.
Makes sense to you?
It doesn't to me.
Unless, the whole how mocha and chocolate (it was that flavoured ice cream) are *sex* foods.
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