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A deep sigh to start with.... exam is coming...and in horrid form. The PL (preparatory leave) is only 21 days, barely enough to finish the foot long syllabus behind every subject. I wonder, how many years from our life-span does these so called "EXAMS" deduct?? For the last couple of days, I've been on a staple died of Nona-ilish and accompanying begun-bhortas... no wonder everything smells so "Fishy", so salty and dry. To cheer things up, I decided to make a custom "For dummies book cover" using an online generator just for this post. See, I still can't find out how to start reading...its like a mental-mind-lock of some-sort (kinda like the mind mold of Mr. Spock from startrek, but a bit different). A Boss-with beard (aka R.Tagore) has his birthday upfront and millions of senors and senoritas are gonna start remembering him again for a couple of days.. I wish I could be remembered like that someday, wait I hate beards and I'm especially not interested in anyone with a name like "kadombini".
Nah, I'm feeling kinda sick today + I just watched the evil-dead trilogy. Back when monsters used to creep me out in my baby-days, this cult classic was the single most horrific piece of motion-picture to me. But these days my lymph glands have made me realise that people themselves are infact the worst incarnation of monstrosity out there...so no horror flick scares me anymore...unless, I'm with my friends and have to show fake emotions.
Man I just love 2 things now, one is "Moymonsinho gitika" with hidden disturbing messages and goerish zombie killing low-budget slapstick humor.
Did I just mention my lymph-glands?