I am friggin' exhausted. Between teachers who must schedule extra classes to make up for classes they couldn't make it to and idiots who keep handing out assignments like candy and the usual absence of appetite that comes hand in hand with fasting, I am dead tired.

The house is being renovated and I'm constantly being pestered to pick out a color for my room and what flooring I want and what changes I want made to my room. Mum and sis are about to leave for the US for a month's worth of tests as well, so of course time has to be spent there too. While trying to remember the last day off I had, I recalled that it was two sundays ago. Since then, it's been at least one class to go to every single day, if not two, and hourlies galore. By sheer dumb luck I have managed to secure the top marks in the class in three subjects consecutively this week, despite resolutely not studying for any of them, which goes to show how arbitrary an education really is, and now my only consolation lies in the fact that Eid is coming up and after the first day of running around as usual to far flung corners of Karachi to visit old relatives, I can get two days of blissful slumber.