فاكس مش مذاكر

It's been late another night for him , wash his face looks at his mirror and says loudly فاكس مش مذاكر a wise sound gets through his head telling him to carry on but he doesn't seem to listen ... a much deeper voice within him is telling him and insisting on those words فاكس مش مذاكر

He decides to listen to the voice within and simply gives up ... decides to open Facebook or chat with anyone .. decides to go the next day to party and do something different .. decides that he's no longer going to waste his life doing this shit and simply the wise words of فاكس مش مذاكر becomes more dominating than ever and he seems to be enjoying every moment without studying.

"Wake up .. Wake up" a voice from far comes across his head .. "It's time to go to school .. Wake up you'll be late" ... suddenly he wakes up from that weird dream .. he's been dreaming all night of studying and his future and suddenly he shouts at his mom "فاكس مش رايح "