#kaisrant

tell me why in earth didn't I start studying this subject before. i had english and professional comunication finals today. all semester I've hated how boring the subject sounded. who wants to read about a bunch of communication models right? ehhhh WRONG. it is so darn interesting on how different ways of communicating affect different situations. how each gesture, expression and tone can completely change a topic. i totally love the subject. i only regret not studying it before. absolutely keeping it next semester. my exam went so well today. if I could keep photos of my answer sheet, I would. yapped a lot. good quality intellectual yapping, ya know? this is by far the best one of this semester. hopefully whoever checks my copy is lenient (especially because my handwriting kinda sucks).

i am actually having a good day. i woke up stress free and without mummy ke taane. yeah i was a bit late but that doesn't matter. post exam nap session was just perfect. only one subject to go. then I can finally catch a breath, maybe.

somehow, on repeat.

well, i love laying on my bed and watching my comfort show while eating patisapta. how do I make it my job?

"ঘরেতে এল না সে তো, মনে তার নিত্য আসা - যাওয়া"

বাঁশি, রবীন্দ্রনাথ ঠাকুর

rough translation; "she did not come to my house, but she visits my mind everyday"

i had my second major's final exam for this semester. it weirdly went well. no no, hear me out. i didn't study properly and crammed last minute. i feel incredibly guilty for not studying the topics sooner. it is a subject that I have always loved and it has always saved my overall percentage. maybe my adhd hyperfixations during boards helped me build the concepts better or maybe the paper was easy? i don't know. wtv it is, i have to pick up the slack next semester and not regret post exam.

as for my day, i couldn't sleep last night and woke up super early. it was so cold in the morning here. while it was aesthetic and gave me darjeeling waali feeling, it was twice as hard to travel. khair i slept for 3 hours after returning home. bleh.

i woke up to the sweet sound of mummy ke taane (didn't sleep last night) at 7am. somehow forced myself to take that shower and run to the exam centre. i had my biochem finals today. it's safe to say whoever checks my paper is gonna be frustrated asf. i have no idea what tf was that paper. eff it we ball, right? gotta repeat this routine till 13th. i am stressed, exhausted and high on caffeine.

on a better note,

bumped into someone a couple of months back. we battled it out in every sector, countered each other every chance we got, somehow still ended up in the same wavelength. in my chain reaction of bad decisions, something good managed to crawl out.

"maybe it's the silence in your eyes, maybe it's the lilac when you're shy"