Thoughts Deciphered into Words

~ A bunch of solutions are dangling in your head, along with the names of the hottest girls in college. Your mind is on the highway, trying to reach the end of every thought inside it, and then start the journey all over again. You're getting exhausted, "What's the right way? How do I do it? Why am I not getting the right answer?” your brain is having a lot of trouble with all these questions swaying inside it. Chewing the back of the pen in your hand, mushing it with your canines, soaking it in your saliva, you ride so far out on the road that you don't even remember that it isn't your pen. A friend gave it to you, who isn't a friend honestly, you hate him for you don't know how many reasons, but you didn't notice the marks that were already there on that pen when he gave it to you. And the moment you realize all this and acknowledge the fact that you've been licking that pen for half an hour, a little part of you dies, because you almost kissed your so called "friend's" lips. But, you don't care, because the clock is ticking, and there are only five minutes left till the examiner snatches your paper away. So basically, you're out of damns to give, because all you want is the answer. And then suddenly, another crew of thoughts pops up in your mind. "What if I fail this exam? My whole damn year will go to junk, what will I do then?" You start to have goose bumps, because you're going to be a failure, and the thought is very insatiable. "What will all those hot girls think? I couldn't pass an exam? Will mom let me go to this school trip? Will I get the new I-Pod I asked dad to buy me?” you're thinking out of the proximity of the situation, and just then you hear the examiner saying "two more minutes and you'll be out of the misery". Yes, it is a misery you're going through, apart from the fact that the examiner was joking. "Maybe it was not my day, maybe that question was just too difficult for anyone to solve or maybe that pen was not lucky for me", you're trying to find the perfect excuse to tell your mother when you get back home. But deep inside your core, you understand the fact that you've been a total omadhaun. "I am a failure, I didn't practice enough when I had time", you're coming to accept your mistakes. "One minute remaining", the examiner announces. You know that you can't find the loop, you understand that you're going down, you're probably thinking to leave the hall before that one minute passes and throw that pen in the bucket beside the door while you're leaving. "No man, you can't leave like this, you can't fail this exam, think harder!!!" your good self is trying to convince you to give it a last try, but you're too tired, you're not willing to look at the dancing characters of the question for once. But, going against your will, you agree to give it a last glance. And oh wait, Eureka!!!! Yes, YOU FOUND IT, you don't know how but you found the right answer. You're not going to fail the exam, you won't have to lie to your mother, you will get the I-Pod you asked your dad for, and nobody would think of you as a loser. You're happy, you just can't describe how you feel, you're ready to kiss that friend of yours all over again, who has suddenly become your best friend for the rest of your life and that pen is somehow the luckiest pen for you.