fear and loathing before the exams

its kewl men.....thats what reverberates in ma heid....i take a sip of brandy and say to myself im flunking fmc...the gods be staring down my fate and laughing....i cant even use them punctuations no more...the dots between sentaces are enough...damnation this blows cant figure these notes..who knows? Hate..... frustration.......blah de blah ......manufacture my consent chomsky....take that medium and get me a massage mcluhan....im cool bor im cool...itsd nice to know youre fate is sealed...im cool calm like a lot of other things making random incoherent statements...its fear and loathing time people, a title borrowed from hunter .s thompson a gonzo journalist of the highest order...i emulate him today to make the madness fun....basically the way i see...i will pass by the cows grazing on other cows...yes the cannibal cows...thats inspirational...i mean an exam with a cow that eats cows in your head...this is the point when the ninja paintball warriors attack cabs with purple licence plates (fashionable in bihar mind you)...it just so happens i was in one...and was mobbed with green and yellow pellets of hard paint....it hurt a little since i lost all feeling in a mind-numbing session trying to figure out indian politics(i really lost after the exampke with the upa and....well whatvever) well i figure since i have this yellow and green look about me i decide to scare little children and in the process, was attacked by annoyed monkeys...i got some water bottles from the school going tots but then an angry baboon got me from behind followed by the mokeys...its not fair i was gonna sell that pokemon bottle for good money they sell well in thailand....but alas! the monkeys got it....it was at this point i sold my soul to the devil so i could get change for my cab....i mean the dogs never ahve change...did you notice that....so my trance trip powered by hallucinogens and meetha paan ended(yes even the acid was over) and i found myself pissing on the wilson foundation plate....yes it was happy 5 minute cab ride to college...and it was an even better day cause we had mass comm exam....this was all so so politically incorrect(ironic eh?) well that was a tale of fear and loathing maybe you learnt somehting(im sure you didnt).....whats the worst thing an exam can do ?..ruin your life and make you a loser...please so yesterday!!!! read hunter s thompson and blow up a third world country....till then send me a conspiracy theories and i ll give you gold....take an acid induced trip through your concious mind and send me a post card!! i hope i messed with you enough....no worries

siddhant