Take it as a foreword. The title above is no Spanish whatsoever its just lameness personified inspired by la modes, duh. I would owe you one if you get this embebeass-aa and move on. Thank you.
M.b.b.s was a major turn off. Once upon a time that is.
The past tenses make me delve into self pitying when the hermits I mocked all my life resemble me so much today. Dilated pupils, gaped mouth, zero sense of humor, dropped shoulders and etc etc.
The mirror blurted out finally that I was the dumbest of all.
Life could be less pathetic if that were not for hostel. Hostel life and med student life? Ultimate (autolyic ) combination. Current affairs were confined to hostel premises and so I lost track of all the hustle bustle of life outside my habitat.
Our source of entertainment and knowledge became Pratigya and Big boss. Thanks to the caliber and guts of people around, I had to do as the Romans did. ( I am sorry I could not stand Pratigya though). All the interest in sports was soon limited to kho-kho. Julian Assange was leaking something, I came to know one day. I thought about Detrol as a treatment for his bladder control but I couldn’t follow up more.
This brings us to the more critical issue that explains my harmless naïveté more convincingly. La viva that is.
We had a life. We had better things to do. We were loved and we had a family. Pity that our mighty teachers never came to know this. 8th December 2010, 8:30 a.m was one such day and time when I got severely appalled by the viva vice. Fine, that you test our knowledge but I demand a rather kind, encouraging attitude of teachers toward the students kiun k teacher bhi kabhi student thi. My pulse rate was 155 per min prior to the viva just because I came to know that the teacher who was about to take my viva was the one I feared the most, added to it was the remote possibility till yesterday that it could really happen. I survived it fortunately. Bottom line is just that I waste my days studying like a donkey ( Don’t try to tell me that even they don’t ) and my life is a dungeon where I sit by the gutter line and think about the most shitty things possible.
Suffocated I am and all I need is a Goddamn break! Feel free to cheer me up. Thank you. =P