from a 9.er to a 7.er

people giggle and fidget when the result is out. and if you happen to have an internet connection in your room its adda place. its da place to be for some, and not to be for some. its wierd, lukin at ppl's emotions. you may hav come accross da distinction of emotional outburst before- some ecstatic and some dullfaced. der r dose who punch deir fist in the air, ecstatic and den dere r dose who behave as if de hadn even given da xam and still hav scored a 9.00. n lastly dere r dose who r indifferent. "m***** kati deichi taku", "bput ma arse", "back nai lagaa hai toh? chalo phir kool hai", "uska kitna aaya?....aur uska?...aur uska?...aur uska?..." and " abe kaunsa sem tha apan ka?" r some anecdotes u shudn b surprizd hearing. if u hav a gud score u might b asked, " abe saaley tera saara ppr mein bak lagne wala tha naa? dhoka de diya?", if u hv a ok kinda score u might b asked, " saaley bina padhke itna le aata hai. aur hum hain ki padh padh ke bi g*** maraa rahe hain!!!" and if u hav a worthless score u might...no dis tym its "Wud b" asked," arre koi nai yaar. ye bput ppr correcn bhi nahhi karta hai. warna 'widheld' kahan dikhta hai. der r more important things in lyf. chill out!!"

i wud lyk 2 believ dat m a mark zuckerberg blogging while being drunk( water wud do?) n dreamin a whole new world. dis tym my gpa s a fucked up 7.75 wid few as n bs n cs and a d. n da sad part is as i sit down tryna rem'ber da chapters of da subject in wich i got a 'd', i fail to rem'ber nethng. absolutely nothing!! n i wudn go for rechekin cuz i fear it may change from a 'd' to a 'f'. hehe...n ders hardly nething to repent. da onle thing i hate abt being a 7 .er apart from the moment wen mom reminds me of dose gud old 9. des s da fact dat some ppl think not being a 7.er gives dem da ryt to come n sympathize a 7.er. "oh lolly polly don wrry. its all gonna b alryt!!" b******* u speakin all dese shit wud make a 7 .er feel bad even if he wasn b4. so puleez....do i care? ofcrs i do! but am i hurt n sik? a big NO!!! wat shud i b feel bad abt? hav i lost a hand, or a leg, or even a friend? trust me, ders lot important things to live for. BELIEF!!! i neva workd for dese sems neways.

here congratulating all dose 8 .ers n 9 .ers n if m obliged, 10.ers!!! jus if i m lucky enuf, no1 now wud come up n say, " soman, tensn mat le. tu to mba karega. isse farak nai padega!!" if dat doesn happen m jus abt fyn! as de say, silence s a elixir, a panacea.