Damn that helicopter.
Damn it to HELL.
I survived 10th grade boards 'cause there were 2 months of absolute bliss to follow, 11th grade First Semesters 'cause i needed to prove to 'em teachers that i am not a fool, 11th grade finals because (again) of the holidays that come right after. Then came these dratted exams.
Shreya and I decided that we'd go to Sishu Griha after my last exam, that was supposed to be on the 4th of September. I spent ALL these torturous days singing to the tunes of "SGS on Friday, SGS on Friday!!!! =D =D" and then that ill fated helicopter had to go crash. That too, with the Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh (a Congressman to top it all off) in it. How awesome. While every one is squeaking "Holiday! We have a HOLIDAY!!! YIPPEE!!!" all our Teachers' day plans and everything gets rubbed in the mud.
HELL!!!
I've been looking forward to meeting everyone for so long. Shre and I were to sit in on some English class, and learn Julius Caesar all over again. We were going to susprise all the teachers by being there, in the first place. Then we were going to drop in on Malathi Aunty and I fully intended to shamelessly show off my "President Of Literary Association" badge to her (I know she'd be very Very happy). . .We wanted to do so many other very random and nice things, spend half a day at school and soak in the atmosphere that we miss every day of our lives and try not to show.
:'(
and it is all gone. Dunno when we'll get another chance to do what we intended to do. Not the day before this Teachers' Day, in any case.
The exams are almost over and I survived them, true.
I don't seem as happy about it as I could have felt though. No where as close to as happy as I would have felt, had tomorrow happened the way I wanted it to.
:'(
