The whole world minus me!

The far right desk on the third row was where I struggled to keep my eye lids open in an incredibly long, unbelievably boring, and extremely brain-numbing morning class. I remember looking out the window hoping for a sniper to bang my head, or expecting a volcanic blast travelling all the way from the Philippines to wipe my existence from this hall. My imagination went far beyond miracles, screening heroic, gory, and murderous scenes where the only poor victim is me. After attempting various extreme survival techniques, I eventually got half eyed, my brain got hibernated, and I found myself facing the desk, raising the white flag to the bed’s calling. I wept deep into the void, a very common trip to nowhere.

*knock……knock*
Myself: Open the door!! For god’s sake, Get me out of this place! *Strongly banging the door*

Rayan: Ease up boy! What’s with the nerves? What brought you here after all this time?

Myself *Dashing the door*: All my life!!!!........All my life and I’m doing the exact same thing, lectures, and lectures… They keep teaching me things that can’t be swallowed easily, man it all started looking like another language right now! Is that what are we all paying for?! My ass got stoned from all these classes…

Rayan *Ironically*: haha! And you still have the masters to go for, and the PHD, even at work you’ll still have trainings, that’s a lot of ass lifting aint it?! By the way, you only have seven minutes left in here

Myself: I’ve got time on the scope….. Yeah, I wonder why I got dragged in all of this…..Can’t life have any other options? Why are we all striving to follow such system….. If I really want to have that much of knowledge, I don’t really need lectures, I can easily hit the library shelves.

Rayan: You do want a job! You can’t do that without a degree don’t you? You think all of this is to educate you? Or just preparing you to be the robot you are going to be?

Rayan: Think of yourself, there is no run away from waking up early mornings, or being stressed with hard work. I wonder why all these people are happy about their degrees, schooling education is a complete hoax, and you know it. Attending classes is not a fancy thing to tell your children aint it?

Myself: What does that make me capable of doing in the future?

Rayan: Following orders, and only getting bossed to serve higher authorities. All these years, you have been told to do what “they want”, homeworks, projects, tests, attendance. This is all to distract you from what “you want”. A process to bury yourself…slowly program yourself to obey… submit.

Myself: aaaah…. This sounds all confusing….. What should I do? Which path should I follow?!

Rayan: I have known you from a foreign land, you found me by your own will. That trip you threw everyone to the wall to follow what you wanted, didn’t that feel good? You have three minuetes….

Myself *Losing track of time*: aaah!!! I haven’t been with you this long before, I’ve got a lot to ask you about….What should I do about my life then?

Rayan: I can’t find you the answer. I have this tip for you, Look at the world without you, if you can’t find a difference, then you are as good as dead.

Myself: I can’t trust you till now, you’re incomplete as I see……

Rayan: No one told you to trust me, but you came to me now didn’t you?

Myself: Nevermind, what will I lose, I’ll give you a try.

Rayan: Remember your tasks, you have to perfect a language by the end of july this year, otherwise you won’t complete me.

Myself: I’m already ahead of schedule, no worries on that..

Rayan: And one last thing…

Myself: I know, “Don’t hate”….

Rayan: That’s my boy…

*Rayan Went opening the drawer, loaded a gun, pointing it back at me*

Rayan: This has to end as a bad dream, this bullet should be a quick ride back to reality… five seconds

Myself *horrified* : Damnit! Wait!!!

*BANG*

Proffessor: Don’t forget that there are two homeworks due next Wednesday. Have a nice weekend!

Myself: Can’t this get any better…..What weekend?!….this is like planting a bomb in a Christmas present….

I threw the peace sign in the air, asking saleh if he want to go for lunch at 2.

Saleh: but we have a lab at that time….

Me: Is it the same cooling tower experiment? The two plastic and a tube linked to a Pentium one PC?

Saleh: Unfortunately.

Me: Where the hell is that sniper…..