Well, at last the ominously awaited board examinations are done and dusted with.
The most disturbing fact about them (other than being deplorably overhyped) was that they started around 2 p.m.
The time I usually set aside for a (much deserved) siesta.
It annoyed me to no end and had me looking forward to six odd sets of three-hour exercises in anger management. Surprisingly, what those extra-conscious hours resulted in is far different from what I had expected.
Here’s to the end of school life, former boys and girls:
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So, bottom line, if swear words hurt your eyes, you may want to stop reading sometime around…now.
Well you asked for it…