For a year now, you made me do things which I otherwise dont do.
You made me read innumerable amount of blacky-badly-printed photocopied papers.
You made me think about other men and their work. Day and night!
You made me work like an ass. ( Donkey wala ass!)
You made me spend precious hours of my life with you.
You forced me to forget that I have a social life!
You made me type and type and type.
You made me forget about my lunch and dinner 'n' number of times.
You made me hunt for 'S' and in some cases 'Ss'. It wasnt any less than begging...''please come! please come!! Pleaseee!!''
You made me sacrifice sleep!
You made me cranky, you made me crib and you made me cry!
You made me nervous, every damn time I had you. EVERYTIME. Me nervous!
But now Mister! I am oh so done with you. I dont give two hoots to you! Muhahahahahaha!
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were you speaking to your job
@ Rajat
I was talking about my practicals. Psychology pracs suck, specially arranging a subject! And the entire work post practicals! :-(
Btw, thanks for dropping by :-)
lol..when I read this first,I thought it was for a 'someone' ..hehehe
once those practicals and vivas get over...it feels such a relief! seriously!
pj
@ PJ,
This one paper (pracs) became such an integral part of my life, it was nothing less than a person! haha. I am sooo relieved :-D
easy..
"SpLiT"
@ Arvind
It was about one of my papers. Not any person :-p
me trying to say - just split with that paper for quiet some time..
(what u think of!!!?)
@ Arvind
Yes, done with the paper.
I thought you were talking about some person!!
if no hypocracy - me too tell the truth..
me really thought abt - SOME OTHER PERSON..
if any wrong - just forget it..
(me accept the truth.. sorry.. if it hurts..)
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