Of Blogs and Oranges..

Another winter day has come and gone away… So not really but when you consider that I had the most mind-numbingly, brain-searingly boring weekend, you really can’t blame me for singing random Michael Buble songs. Although let the record state that all I’ve heard of him is the snatches of the concert that Star World insists on telecasting once a month. This has the makings of an infamous tangent so let me just get back to the weekend then.

Saturday: I got woken up at 8 am by Boy. But then again, who can blame him? Most people DO get up that early on Saturday mornings. It’s not like they have anything better to do. (Did I lay on the sarcasm too thick?) Anyhoo, I couldn’t get sleep once I was up and began to study the Issue and Foreiture of Shares. Whoever said the life of a BCom student is easy was either on crack or really over-estimated our intelligence. Then in the evening I went for my CAT training thingamajig. Spent two fucking hours learning the usage of ‘a’, ‘an’ and ‘the’. ‘Cuz me no know that, do I?

Sunday: My day to sleep in. I wish! I had to get up at 8 (again) to go for the CAT thingamajig. This after going to bed at 3-effing-30 the night before! And to top it off, the class lasted 5 Hours! 5 hours! And this is the score of what happened:
 Nodded off in class: 323593034707 times
Lamented over the lack of good-looking men in class: 678407034 times
Winced in protest over mistreatment of ass: 5865406502390569236 times.

Yup, that’s it. My amazing weekend. I sincerely hope yours was as bad as mine. You know how misery loves company. So now I’m off to make amends for that weekend by stuffing my face with chocolates. Buh bye now!

PS: Oh, and did I forget to mention that I have exams beginning on the 23rd of Feb? Which as of now, is tomorrow! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!