April 26, 2010

The invigilator announced that your time is up.

You can either be feeling a helpless sense of despair. You refuse to lay down your pen. You want to continue the question which you were doing, trying to grab as many points, any points, you can as possible. But alas, reality forbids. You see the grim reaper approaching your aisle and moving down your column, coming nearer and nearer towards you. When he(she) finally stands before you, you look at the woven fibres of soul in your hands and then at grim reaper. You wished that maybe you could charm him with your bubbly eyes to give you more time, or maybe he will give you a second chance seeing how preciously you are clinging on to life. But that ain't going to happen. With the coldness of a scythe, he swipe his hands across yours and rip the few pieces of paper from you. Yes, you are going to fail (or at least perform abysmally).

Or.

You couldn't be happier to hear that your time is up. You have finished the paper earlier and have been waiting patiently and excitedly for the end where you will be relieved of all the pains you have endured till now. As the angel approaches you, you look at him with the brightest of smiles and voluntarily hand over your paper to him. The instant he took it from you, you sense the world around you dissolving into a picturesque scenery of a sky filled with beautiful clouds. You feel weightless. You feel that you are floating and you are rising towards a shimmering spot of light in the heavens. You hear people congratulating you on a job well done. Yes, you have passed the paper (or are going to perform excellently).

Of course, whatever it is, you are not going to heaven or hell after the paper. You will most probably be heading home to study hard for the next paper, or enjoy life if you have none left. And on your way out of the examination hall, chances are you will bump into friends who took the same paper as well. Depending on the circumstances, talking to them might make you feel better or worst.

Circumstance 1:
You just saw the grim reaper and he just saw the angel. He asked you how did you fare and you said fuck it. He will either sympathize with you or gloat over you. In the case of sympathy, he will probably say things like "Oh, don't feel sad. I am sure you did fine." or "Don't worry, the bell curve will save you." or "Don't be so pessimistic. Wait till the result's out.", all of which are meaningless and pointless and said just because he doesn't want to make you feel bad, when obviously, you already are. If he is gloating over you, you will probably feel like stabbing him a thousand times in his face with a durian (I will).

Circumstance 2:
You just saw the angel and he the grim reaper. Friends like this won't usually go around telling people he just fucked a paper. If he did, he is most probably be finding someone to whine to. So you should listen to him for abit. Don't be a jerk and go telling him you are going to heaven. It would really suck if you are stabbed a thousand times in your face by a durian. Be nice. Sympathize.

Circumstance 3/4:
Both of you either saw the angels or the grim reapers. In this case, you guys either go party together, or go emo together. Simple.

So, have you seen the angel or the grim reaper today? Or did you exact DURIAN VENGEANCE?

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