First Goodbye

By Rini -

 Sto-rini- 4

 
 
I wrote this one for my friends when our 10th exams got cancelled and we spent our last day without knowing it was the last day.
 
One night, right before our second pre-board, we got the news that our main exams were cancelled due to c0r0na. At first I was jumping with joy and laughing my heart out. But then after a while, after I sorted out my emotions, I realised I was kinda sad as well.
 
We wrote our first pre-board so carelessly (at least I did). I was like ‘it’s just pre-board, they are not gonna consider these marks‘. They did.
 
I scored really less marks and at first I was scared. I talked with all my friends about how they are feeling. Most of them said they still can’t believe what just happened.  Some were happy, some were sad. One particular person was realllyyy sad, he pissed off all of us lmao. He was the type to study hard but scores less (comparatively). If you saw him, you would think he gets really good marks but most of the time (always) he would end up in the top 3 or top 5. (I’m in top 3). I felt bad for him (I still do). He taught me that success isn’t all about hard work but smart work as well. But I’m not sure if he learnt that himself.
 
Anyways, after a long day of being emotional and swimming in the overflowing ocean called thoughts, I came up with this.
 
 
Our exams are cancelled
And our feelings are mixed.
 
We are happy, angry and sad.
We don't want to see the end.
The end to our school days
Is just a few days away.
 
Our ten year old friendship
Is finally coming to an end.
And no one's ready
To lose their friends.
 
We are pretty anxious
For the future that's right here.
The future we thought was quite away
Just came to take us away.
 
The realitea tastes bitter
The fantasea is far deeper.
The first one’s unbearable
And the second is incurable.
 
 
Sooooo what do you think? My friends loved it!
 
I still remember going to the beach the same day we received the new cuz I was so excited. Idk why I was so excited just because the exams were cancelled. I worked really hard for it, I decided to give my best in the finals but when the moment of truth arrived, I was nothing but a cowardly dog stressing over them.
The cancellation was a good thing but now that I think about it, it was bad. I mean the effort less pre-board marks were considered and we lost our shit. That’s when we were like, “if only we wrote the finals”. But deep down, we knew that this was better.
I mean I was happy I didn’t write the finals because it was board and paper was gonna come from Delhi and obviously it was gonna be a tough one.
This incident is forever gonna be a mystery for me, emotionally speaking.
 
 
What would you feel if you were in my place? Comment down below!! 



TDD- not a lot happened tbh. I really wanted to do something for April fools butt i was not successful. Except for little pranks tho. 
I didn't go to school on the first day of my new accademic year and stressed over the second day cuz i didn't buy the books yet lmao. It was my fault and i couldn't even be sangry over it. (Sad+angry).
I noticed that there are some viewers from Russia. I just want to say that, THERE'S A FREAKING WAR GOING ON BRO WTF.
I read that a lot of you guys don't know what's going on and some know it and they support the war. (Idk why). Some are aware and are sad that they're not being helpful. Sigh. This is gonna be one traumatic experience for y'all. I hope everything goes well and the war stops.
That's it.
Bye bye 

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