Smile :)

6:30 AM - Waking up to the Pet Shop Boys, startled out of bed by the unimaginably high volume of my alarm tone.

7:12 AM - Out of the shower, hair washed and combed, kaajal in place, clip securely fastened to the back of my head

7:35 AM - First song on my Shuffle: 20 Dollar Nose Bleed by Fall Out Boy. Lately, I've taken to listening to songs that don't mean anything, just so that I can't relate to anything. I wonder what Freud would think of that as a defense mechanism.

7:38 AM - I reach the stop to find S looks like a big yellow pineapple; and the other little girl (for whom I turned into Superman for a day) is in a frilly white "frock". Seriously, a frock.

8:20 AM - Everyone's marvelling at my ESS notes, and who can blame them? *smug grin*

8:30 AM - Panic. I don't know anything on the exam, even though I busted my ass studying for the past 5 days.

8:40 AM - Panic.

9:00 AM - Panic eases.

9:30 AM - My hands fell off, and I'm still not sure I'll pass the paper.

9:45 AM - M and I went begging to Deepak Bhatia, yes, BEGGING because he threatened us oh-so-sweetly in the mail about our stupid Maths Studies Projects.

10:00 AM - I'm called a "skeleton" once again

11:00 AM - Panic.

11:30 AM - More panic.

12:00 PM - Internal explosion. I doubt this much panic is good for anyone.

1:00 PM - Metaphorical tears.

1:07 PM - Lunchroom with M, him stuffing his face and me compulsively ingesting bananas. Finding out that his paper was as shitty as mine was comforting, but not enough.

1:15 PM - Learning centre. M is googling useless presentations for our B&M case study online, and then arguing with me about how he's not just doing it to show off

1:30 PM - I commence my scholarly pursuit by picking out relevant business terms from Paul Hoang's textbook, and then panic about how I don't know all those things

1:40 PM - M wants to listen to British radio, and shows off about how he's so cool because he knows his British postal code. He then proceeds to, very conspicuously, sit on the floor near the CPU with the volume on minimum so that he can press his ear to the speakers and listen. He then grabs the 2009 Guinness Book of World Records, and vows to show me a picture of the woman with the biggest boobs in the world to make me feel even more inadequate than usual. He then proceeds to complain, and I quote, "This is a gay song…all these English people like this song…all these British farmers and all."

2:00 PM - M decides it's time for a so-called "Study Break" and proceeds to play Chaos Faction, during the course of which he takes the liberty to swear a lot; mostly in the vein of "FUCK YOUR MOM!" and "I took your mom bitch!" and "I kill your mom. I kill your dad. I kill your family, you stupid fucking gorilla/eskimo/sumo!"

3:00 PM - Tears again, but this time happy tears :)