goodmorning fourteen sparrows

Goodmorning, 5:32 am on a June Sunday. 

I'm nearly done with transport, and I'll battle industries after a few hours of sleep. The radio program is playing বীরেন্দ্র কিশোর ভদ্র (my keyboard is fancy enough to auto translate) off season. If I close my eyes I can almost pretend it's October. It stopped raining a while ago, and it's full sleeve weather here in the balcony. I count 14 sparrows today(so Disney I will scream). F is asleep 176.2 km away, I googled. Oh so I did go to the fair. Too many people read this blog (hi) for me to write about it in detail, but fyi Kala Khatta is not basic. And I was not scared, just shocked. They're playing a মান্না দেয় tribute queue now. What is it with dawn radio and bengali nostalgia? 

I took a uquiz at around 3, because of course. And it said I should listen to l'amour à la plage. Is the quiz pointless? Yes. Are the results decided by a bot? Yes. Will I still play the song on loop? Yes. 

It's nearly 6 and it is the last day before exam day of my school life. Well technically school life is over but still. I'm growing up and I don't know how to feel about it. For now I'm just fixating on the hope of eventual post exam relief and a movie date. And a proper sleeping schedule but that is a minute detail in the post exam universe.

I should sleep now or I won't function enough to revise stupid industries.