The oasis in the desert

I can’t say I didn’t do my part; trust me I read until my eyes almost popped out. I read everything in the book and even more. The fact that I didn’t understand what I was reading shouldn’t be my fault. I would gladly like to transfer that blame to my parents. Maybe they had something to do with it – something in their DNA perhaps!

I can’t say I didn’t do my part; trust me I read until my eyes almost popped out. I read everything in the book and even more. The fact that I didn’t understand what I was reading shouldn’t be my fault. I would gladly like to transfer that blame to my parents. Maybe they had something to do with it – something in their DNA perhaps!

Well, all in all, I went for the paper. My head felt really empty and at some point, even light! I started looking around and I was really consoled when a lady behind me asked me a silly question, something even I could answer without hesitation. I was convinced I wasn’t alone.

The paper started and almost a quarter of the questions seemed like rocket science to me. I had no clue whatsoever. Then a lady behind me said to her friend, “If I manage to get at least 19% I will be very happy.”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud like as if I was doing any better. The boy in front of me immediately started writing at the speed of a secretary. I don’t know if he was writing rubbish or sense but whatever it was, he made us all uncomfortable. I am one of those guys that don’t like wasting the lecturers’ time. If I don’t know, I don’t know; I don’t waste time writing what will eventually be crossed.

I started flipping my pen as I looked around. I wasn’t alone. There were a couple of bleak students wondering what they were even doing in school. I saw one of the ladies even removing nail polish on her fingernails. I looked at my paper and I tried to remember what the lecturer said the day he taught us that particular topic but all I could remember was me looking at my watch, waiting anxiously to get out class.

As I wondered when time for handing in our work would come, this guy sitting in front of me flipped his paper and exposed his answers. It was like a walking in a desert and finally finding an oasis.

I made use of the chance and I copied almost everything. I was already smiling at my victory. When the paper was done, I asked the guy sitting in front of me if he was sure of his answers and he looked at me and said, “I wish. Most of it was forged! Couldn’t remember anything!”

And he walked away.

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