Tuesday, March 15, 2005
The Calm
There was this old Indian saying (no, I think it was from som signboard out in the street) that said the storm comes to its most violent phase just before it passes... or something. But guys and girls, I think we've all seen Day After Tomorrow and that scene where everything goes into deep freeze before the storm passes tells it all, hell is closest by the end of turbulence.
Which in turn, my storm may be passing but it comes to a most violent ending. Tomorrow, it's math finals and I have done everything there is to be done. All that is left is to study the subject which has given me helpful doses of self-loathing twice a week. I have survived the first onslaught in first sem and made off with a C and apparently, Math God didn't like it. So in this sem, I got it good, I now stand on a D and tomorrow's finals will decide my fate.
If I do pass the finals, I will get a D or possibly a hopeful C for the second semester and I would have triumphed over this god-forsaken subject. On the otherhand, failing this merits me an F and down I go for the count. I do not want to fail any subjects in my first year of college, not going to happen. So it comes down to judgment day tomorrow, 11:30 to 1:30, 2 grueling hours with my nemesis since grade school. The Calm comes today as I write and prepare for the test at hand, the finality of this wretched storm comes into a clashing conclusion tomorrow.
THE STORM ENDS TOMORROW, BY MY PENCIL AND CALCULATOR
Riding the Lightning
6:19 PM
