fsc ki kitabein ukp hain.

I'm supposed to be studying these Godforsaken FSc books these days. The entire syllabus actually. For the UHS test. Which is like three days away. And I don't know shit. It's the centralised medical test for the wholeee of Punjab.

'kyunke mai barray ho ke daacter banna chahta hoon'

Anyhow.


The thing is, trying to memorize classification is made even worse when you have to deal with this:

Exercise is essential for the body. It makes us feel good all through the day.

Clip your nails on time so that dust does not get stuck in them. Also, wash your hands and feet regularly.

OMFG. WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK.

Are these guys for real. 

SERIOUSLY? BLOND CHILDREN? WASHING THEIR FEET? FROLICKING ABOUT IN FIELDS OF HAPPINESS?

And these are adults you're dealing with! Seventeen to nineteen year olds! 

I want to die.

No, I want to hunt down the person who put these in the damn book and torture them into insanity by making them listen to Chammak Challo on repeat and then suffocate them using a pile of their own dirty underwear and then die.