RESULTS FOR MY RESHIT EXAM
So I have to stop starting all my post with ‘so’. Its so cliché. So obvious. So routine. And that is something I am not. Routine. . .Yeah, right. I am the most unspontaneous mothernigga this side of the Sahara. I do not know about the rest of the world because, you know, I have not carried out any case studies.
It has been long since my last post. Feel free to insert any cliché excuses you can think of here.
I have not had time (school?).
I could not find a story (boring life?).
I could not find internet (4th world country?).
I broke my hand (fapfapfapping?).
I was abducted by lesbian Asian nuns who wanted to extract the elixir of life from my balls (no comment).
Anything really goes here. But does it really matter why it took me so long really? Why don’t we just dwell on the fact that I am here.
I came about an interesting discovery the other day. I was playing around the blogger setting to find out what else Google has changed apart from the new display styles and came about a section that shows my readership by country. Apparently, most of my page views are from Indonesia. Yes, Indonesia. Followed by Britain and America and then a certain country called Kenya (where the fuck is that?).Obviously these statistics are wrong. I could not be that popular in Indonesia. Or can I? The only logical reason would be they were accidentally redirected to this blog when they were googling something else.
Note to self: Find out what dexxe means in Indonese or is it Indonetica? What is the native language in Indonesia! Ohh I am so ignorant. Where in God’s browning Earth is Indonesia anyway? All I know about this country is that my aunt loves their soap operas, so they must be really boring and badly acted. You know those soaps right? The one that the mother is played by a gay dude, the son by a lesbian, the father by a transvestite who sometimes doubles up to play the daughter. Those kind of shows that are unsuitable for persons over the IQ of 5. Wait, those are Filipino soaps. What is the difference? Is Philippines next to Indonesia? Is Philippines even a country? I swear I need to know my world better, this is embarrassing
But if the stats are right and that there are people in Indonesia who are fans, I would like to thank my Indonesian brothers and sisters for paying a visit and next time feel free to leave a comment saying anything. Like where the hell you are on the globe.
On Friday a friend told me that the exam results are out and I should go check out my results.
I gave him a blank look.
Exam results? What the fuck was this nigga talking about? The semester just began and we have not even done any sit in CAT yet. Besides, the results always come out at the end of the academic year so I did not have the slightest clue what this dude was….. Oh wait… Shit.
It all came flooding back to me. The way jizz floods a chick during a facial. All over sudden, I closed my eyes as and scowled as if I did not want the memory to flood into my eyes. My throat cramped up and my saliva turned to acid. Painful to swallow. The exam results are out.
If you had forgotten like I did, let me catch you up to speed. He meant my resit exams. More like reshit exam. I had to redo the shitty math and physics papers that I had failed back in second year. The way it goes is that, you have to pass them in order to proceed to third year. So basically I was in third year illegally. The results were supposed to come out last year. Before I registered for third year. Now, 6 months later, the school finally releases the results. What were they doing to them for that long?
To spice the story up more, I was told that if I have failed I would have to redo my second year. Stop third year and just go back. Wow. Rules had either changed or tightened. I do not know which, but either way I would get fucked. I reach the notice board and start looking where I stood. My hopes were not high. Not because I had not done them well but because of the little faith I had in the way these exams were marked. Never really trusted how some of them were marked. And we never really could prove anything thing since none of the papers were given back to us after marking. The list that was there was not for everyone that had done the supplementary exams but for those that had failed and needed to retake the year.
I was not on that list. I was told I should be relieved. I did not understand why. They had not said I had passed. But then again they had not said I had failed. I decided to infer that if I was not on the fail list. I must be on the pass list. And left it at that. They will put the pass list when they feel like it. Because that is how they do things. When they feel like it.
Until then, I am going to continue on living my life the way I have been living. Being the positive little hardworking boy that I always am. Calm, collected and useful to my society. Preacher of Peace Love and Unity. Ambassador of Hope and Generosity. Initiator of Team Work. Father of Honesty and realest of all… President of Bull Shit and Making Up Stuff.
Before I log off .
I have been thinking of why I do not know about INDonesIA. Obviously because I have always been calling it by its abbreviated name… INDIA!
It has been long since my last post. Feel free to insert any cliché excuses you can think of here.
I have not had time (school?).
I could not find a story (boring life?).
I could not find internet (4th world country?).
I broke my hand (fapfapfapping?).
I was abducted by lesbian Asian nuns who wanted to extract the elixir of life from my balls (no comment).
Anything really goes here. But does it really matter why it took me so long really? Why don’t we just dwell on the fact that I am here.
I came about an interesting discovery the other day. I was playing around the blogger setting to find out what else Google has changed apart from the new display styles and came about a section that shows my readership by country. Apparently, most of my page views are from Indonesia. Yes, Indonesia. Followed by Britain and America and then a certain country called Kenya (where the fuck is that?).Obviously these statistics are wrong. I could not be that popular in Indonesia. Or can I? The only logical reason would be they were accidentally redirected to this blog when they were googling something else.
Note to self: Find out what dexxe means in Indonese or is it Indonetica? What is the native language in Indonesia! Ohh I am so ignorant. Where in God’s browning Earth is Indonesia anyway? All I know about this country is that my aunt loves their soap operas, so they must be really boring and badly acted. You know those soaps right? The one that the mother is played by a gay dude, the son by a lesbian, the father by a transvestite who sometimes doubles up to play the daughter. Those kind of shows that are unsuitable for persons over the IQ of 5. Wait, those are Filipino soaps. What is the difference? Is Philippines next to Indonesia? Is Philippines even a country? I swear I need to know my world better, this is embarrassing
But if the stats are right and that there are people in Indonesia who are fans, I would like to thank my Indonesian brothers and sisters for paying a visit and next time feel free to leave a comment saying anything. Like where the hell you are on the globe.
On Friday a friend told me that the exam results are out and I should go check out my results.
I gave him a blank look.
Exam results? What the fuck was this nigga talking about? The semester just began and we have not even done any sit in CAT yet. Besides, the results always come out at the end of the academic year so I did not have the slightest clue what this dude was….. Oh wait… Shit.
It all came flooding back to me. The way jizz floods a chick during a facial. All over sudden, I closed my eyes as and scowled as if I did not want the memory to flood into my eyes. My throat cramped up and my saliva turned to acid. Painful to swallow. The exam results are out.
If you had forgotten like I did, let me catch you up to speed. He meant my resit exams. More like reshit exam. I had to redo the shitty math and physics papers that I had failed back in second year. The way it goes is that, you have to pass them in order to proceed to third year. So basically I was in third year illegally. The results were supposed to come out last year. Before I registered for third year. Now, 6 months later, the school finally releases the results. What were they doing to them for that long?
To spice the story up more, I was told that if I have failed I would have to redo my second year. Stop third year and just go back. Wow. Rules had either changed or tightened. I do not know which, but either way I would get fucked. I reach the notice board and start looking where I stood. My hopes were not high. Not because I had not done them well but because of the little faith I had in the way these exams were marked. Never really trusted how some of them were marked. And we never really could prove anything thing since none of the papers were given back to us after marking. The list that was there was not for everyone that had done the supplementary exams but for those that had failed and needed to retake the year.
I was not on that list. I was told I should be relieved. I did not understand why. They had not said I had passed. But then again they had not said I had failed. I decided to infer that if I was not on the fail list. I must be on the pass list. And left it at that. They will put the pass list when they feel like it. Because that is how they do things. When they feel like it.
Until then, I am going to continue on living my life the way I have been living. Being the positive little hardworking boy that I always am. Calm, collected and useful to my society. Preacher of Peace Love and Unity. Ambassador of Hope and Generosity. Initiator of Team Work. Father of Honesty and realest of all… President of Bull Shit and Making Up Stuff.
Before I log off .
I have been thinking of why I do not know about INDonesIA. Obviously because I have always been calling it by its abbreviated name… INDIA!
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