I ran into my flat shouting,"Hurry up mom!I've got loads of homework to do. And I have to start today."
"Okay" she managed to say.
I gobbled my lunch not waiting to chew. I dumped the plate in the sink and rinsed my mouth in a hurry! I took a paper and started noting down the homework I had to do that weekend.
I started writing quickly and in a very weird handwriting, not forgetting to write the date of the day I'm going to complete it(start it actually). I started with second language(Hindi), as my mother was looking at me as if I was a debauch politician.
I wrote quickly, then did the other things I had in mind and then closed my shop.
The very next day I woke up quite early, finished my regular chores and started working, I learned for my Arabic test and then started mugging up my English speech, quite quickly! After the hard days work I was quite exhausted. It was like I was the criminal of a crime who was being penalized severely!
"School is just the augmentation of homework." I thought.
A day later the cursed weekend came to an end. I had school, I was waiting for the Arabic period. I was totally nervous and my brain was half-numb. The teacher entered the class, kept her handbag down(my nervousness was making this a bit more melodramatic). Then she opened her mouth to speak and told us the test had been postponed! I was astonished! All that studying gone waste!
A period later I came to know that my second language teacher was absent(or busy or something, whatever I didn't mind). I was furious this time! "They asked us to study and now look what they've done." I thought to myself, indignantly. A few hours later I found out that my speech was postponed too, but this time my mind didn't act so over dramatic as I wasn't completely thorough with my speech!
"Depressing" I said.
Well that was a bad, depressing,exhausting and a boring weekend!
Hastla la vista,
K
"Okay" she managed to say.
I gobbled my lunch not waiting to chew. I dumped the plate in the sink and rinsed my mouth in a hurry! I took a paper and started noting down the homework I had to do that weekend.
I started writing quickly and in a very weird handwriting, not forgetting to write the date of the day I'm going to complete it(start it actually). I started with second language(Hindi), as my mother was looking at me as if I was a debauch politician.
I wrote quickly, then did the other things I had in mind and then closed my shop.
The very next day I woke up quite early, finished my regular chores and started working, I learned for my Arabic test and then started mugging up my English speech, quite quickly! After the hard days work I was quite exhausted. It was like I was the criminal of a crime who was being penalized severely!
"School is just the augmentation of homework." I thought.
A day later the cursed weekend came to an end. I had school, I was waiting for the Arabic period. I was totally nervous and my brain was half-numb. The teacher entered the class, kept her handbag down(my nervousness was making this a bit more melodramatic). Then she opened her mouth to speak and told us the test had been postponed! I was astonished! All that studying gone waste!
A period later I came to know that my second language teacher was absent(or busy or something, whatever I didn't mind). I was furious this time! "They asked us to study and now look what they've done." I thought to myself, indignantly. A few hours later I found out that my speech was postponed too, but this time my mind didn't act so over dramatic as I wasn't completely thorough with my speech!
"Depressing" I said.
Well that was a bad, depressing,exhausting and a boring weekend!
Hastla la vista,
K
