So this is about my bench partner who also happens to be my friend. Lets call her ‘N’. So N is the kind of person who’s biggest life problem is-how to solve answer in 1 sentence type of questions……& i mean it literally! To top it up SHE IS ALWAYS CONFUSED..CONFUSED 24X7X365 & makes you too if you fall for her blabbering.
Say for eg: You ask her her name for instance ,there’s a high probability she’ll end up giving away her address-email –phone number package!! See. Now it may sound like a bomb lottery in case you’re a guy considering she’s pretty beautiful & all but anyways tbh most of the times I end up regretting that I asked HER something…& did I mention she’s 7a.m. maths lecture kindda boring?!

To top it off N also falls in the mtakingmytortoizeforawalk -category….yae…ya know em right? Me too ..up close…..ANYWAYS
They are like ALWAYS walking as if they have just retired & strolling on a beach on an awesome evening when there’s nothing in the world to do & wowdsjk@#^#dghg..WAKE UP PEOPLE JUST WAKE.UP. I’m not sorry at all but but its not a beach & you are daydreaming right in middle of the corridors..yes you are & your lazy fat ass is simply blocking my way I need to get to t classroom for fuck’s sake JUST.MOVE.
AND WALKIN WITH THESE KIND is like.. It’s so shameful rather self-pitting .. …….”OH!LOOK WOW! That boy with his bad limp just outran us…”

Whatever ‘N ‘is, & she’s not going to change but only a bumass will disagree about her hair… OMFG its like wowwww I mean its length is like past her shoulders past her back past her butt & way down I guess it stops midway her knees or something…tbh when you meet her for t 1st time that’s t 1st thing you notice .
As I said she’s my partner…& this has happened many a times : I just sometimes sit on her braid (which she keeps neatly folded besides her on the bench so as it won’t fall & touch the floor) k so m just sitting on it of course not purposely duh! & neither of us notices until she starts to get up for no reason- as she can’t sit at 1 place for a long time…& then she realizes rather too late that she can’t (get up I mean) because I’ m sitting on her hair & she goes all “ouch !my hair…you are sitti..”
“Oh I’ m sorry…here take it…Sorry”
“Ha-ha no problem it’s ok …ha-ha I didn’t even realize…blahablahblah…hfjdgjd…”
“Yeah I GOT IT .l’ll just …move aside.”

Just hold up its starting to feel like N’s biography or something…..Wow I just took ranting to a new Level!

P.S. Its not her in the pic(found it on Google) but its damn close!