Fail, or, How I Spent My Summer Vacation

1. Laptop
As if sensing there was no more need for frantic thesis typings, it died a day after graduation, and only resumed life two days ago.
The isolation has been good, you think. Detoxifying, even.

2. Dye Job
You casually mentioned to your mother that you wanted a change. Maybe Barney purple. Screaming red. Not quite taking the drastic-cry-for-help-hint, Ma opted for "golden brown." Despite this, however, the herbal mixture didn't take, and it's only in direct sunlight that you can see a reddish tinge.
Go figure.

3. Maturity
The fist slide of your hand on smooth, silk-flesh makes you cringe, and it takes you back, back to that awful moment when you were thirteen that you've never told an adult (that you subsequently spilled to your cousins and closest friends), and that less traumatizing but still mortifying moment when you were twenty (two years ago).
You cringe, you stammer, you rock back and forth, and the come to your rescue, saying you're still a minor.
In essence, you probably are.

4. In sickness and in health
You vomited, had irregular bowel movements, and the aches and the pressure seemed as saturated as your sweat. Then you got better, as you do every month.
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Four years ago, you underwent this very same exam, with hardly any changes. Well, you think in retrospect, at least there aren't any leering frat boys.
*
A week later, you vomit and egest again.

5. Knowledge
Is power.
Not that it's apparent, aimlessly channel-surfing documentaries and science programs with your body lying supine on the bed, slowly melting from the summer heat.