It's really hard to post anything when the whole world (starting from the parents to the aunt's-sister-in-law's-cousin's-uncle's-granny) is forcing you with devil-spears to keep your head buried in books. Anyway, I had planned to include self-drawn, scribbly pictures in my "real-first-post", but now the idea seems quite absurd, as i don't even have the time to doodle.
My routine these days is thus: academy before the world wakes up, home at two when the world is watching t.v and i am about to collapse, a quiet and slow dinner (rather, an excuse to watch t.v) a deep sleep till seven in the evening and then a battle with books (usually keeping them in my lap and dreaming).
It's a miracle I still have a scanty number of hair on my head and no grays. I consider it an utmost success.
Time spent at the academy is the most boring period of my life. Crossing wrong answers (almost all of them) is not bizarre to me anymore. Instead, I celebrate when one of my answers actually turns out to be right.
Now, I really don't want my mom to know all this, so I'll just hush! Have a nice day! =)
My routine these days is thus: academy before the world wakes up, home at two when the world is watching t.v and i am about to collapse, a quiet and slow dinner (rather, an excuse to watch t.v) a deep sleep till seven in the evening and then a battle with books (usually keeping them in my lap and dreaming).
It's a miracle I still have a scanty number of hair on my head and no grays. I consider it an utmost success.
Time spent at the academy is the most boring period of my life. Crossing wrong answers (almost all of them) is not bizarre to me anymore. Instead, I celebrate when one of my answers actually turns out to be right.
Now, I really don't want my mom to know all this, so I'll just hush! Have a nice day! =)
