Khaaya na piyaa, glass torra baarah aanay!

So I had two of my three leftover exams due in December. Yes. 

This December. 2012. As lame and "dou number" it sounds I was busy at work, other matters of the head and heart, distracted, ulti routines kicking up, et cetera I could not prepare for them enough.

Okay let me correct that, I could not prepare for them. At all. Like, didn't even open the book.

Well. I did. Once. Then closed it because I felt sleepy.

I also bought the ritualistic stationery. The clear folders, the coloured printing paper (RED!), the new box of Faber Castell rubber edged pencils, the works.

No. Not a word. I think I wrote some age old definitions on one of those red sheets of paper.

That's about it.

Very religiously, stopped watching West Wing a month ago because I have my exams, guilt setting in at every outing as usual, the constant feeling of exam prep weighing me down all day long

No studying. 

I was tired (okay this is when I seriously start defending my procrastination. No no, seriously. If you try to disagree I will most definitely get offended. Full Ayesha style, "What do you mean? What the hell do you know about my life" type of drama) most of the time. Having such full days at work would literally drain me at the end of the day. It would only be budgets and numbers from work swimming in my head and nothing else dare budge its way in.

So yesterday when I fell ill, I decided not to appear for these exams (yes till a day ago I STILL had hope if I'd study a little bit, just a little bit I may just appear for the exam). Severe depression followed, felt worse than the overdose of ibuprofen and paracetamol made me feel (it was a mistake. Stop laughing, I could've died!)

This evening, I felt the empty stomach relief feeling (no it has nothing to do with an enema!) The relief that follows an exam and a sudden empty feeling in the pit of one's stomach when you suddenly have nothing to do.

I have nothing to do! Even when I didn't do anything at all, I still feel relieved and bored all of a sudden. The worry has also abandoned me

Some of us are so tough to please. Really