You wont believe how difficult it is to get a subject for your practical examinations. Sheesh. Nobody is willing to come at ALL. Its amusing really, to hear the excuses people come up with. They just DONT want to be psychologically examined. Nuh ah. Not them.
And sadly, all the engineering students who might have come have their internals going on at the exact same time as my exam.
Sigh. Whom, whom shall I get to examine this semester? I dont suppose I shall know until the very last minute when I pay some iffy-looking person off the street a large sum of money to help me out.
You will never guess what song is playing in my head. never. Not even if I gave you a hundred guesses and your life depended upon it. Go on. I bet you wont. Okay, if I win the bet, you have to be my subject for the psych prac exam. If you win it, you get to be my subject for the psych prac exam. Hows that? Go on... guess already!
Please confirm timings and date of psych prac exam with MM within the next two hours.
The correct answer is: "Car, car, car, car..." etc. Its a kannada film song. I've never heard it in my life. I have only heard other people sing it.
Yowch. Imagine this. Your research paper presentation/practical exam is on the 22nd. Your batch: roll numbers 41-78, has been told to come at 1pm.
1pm- 4.30pm, they say.
Your roll number is 72. You are resigned to the fact that you will reach home only at 5pm.
Sadly, you are informed when you get there at 1pm, huffing slightly from all the running you did to get there on time, by irrate people from the other batch, that they are still on roll number 20.
You go to the Forum. Try and be amused by bags and the like.
Meet an old friend from PUC.
Have a long conversation which ends because he thinks you're trying to get away from him, when in reality, all you were trying to do was complain a bit about how crazy the exam process is.
All this till 5pm.
Then you go back to college and find that they are on roll number 52.
Thank god for the Tenzen and Su3. Only, I wish they hadnt kept singing "Car car car..." and dancing to it. Imprinted in my brain since then.
I kept having to read and re read hilarious messages Snum was sending me in order to stay alive.
"My god! They is mad! Jus completely delusionally crazy! You poor poor people! Besta luck! Btw... knock em dead! I mean it! Literally! Sock TheCat in his giggling face! Then get The Sternchap and fling a a chair at the Wife of Bath as she's running for the door... And tell me how it goes..."
My turn came at 7.40pm. He asked me some total lame ass question. I was too exhausted to explain myself properly, so I settled for looking very angry and domineering. That threw them off. I think the Cat was slightly afraid. Humpf. I'm glad. Silly Repetetive Mewing Cat.