It's finally here. The exam. Yes, it is. No you are not dreaming. Semester ending has come. This is what I say to myself in the exam mornings while waking up. In my life, sleep and lust makes no difference. Both makes me do wrong things at the wrong time only to realize it later that it shouldn't have happened at the first place. The latter one's under control but the sleep is too adamant to make me leave my bed. BED- It's just an exam, love. ME- Which is enough to f*** up my life. BED- You will leave me for something that happens only once a semester(EXAMS) ? ME- Trust me love. I will make up to you soon as the exam gets over. Imagine, whole day just you, me and the pillow. BED-What if you forget me? ME- Never in my life ever. BED- It's our last morning. Make it worth it. Snooze that b**** for another 10 minutes. ME- Bout time... I was just romancing with my bed when a kick on my ass got me back to reality. Of-course, it was mom. She is more worri
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