Hey its saturday night and am here, stuck in my room without a fan again (there is a fan but it doesn't work so as good as not being there!) And there's supposedly the biggest moon of the year out there in the sky tonight but I don't see any way that's going to affect my evening..
So more than a week into semester 4; I've heard this is supposed to be the toughest one for my branch, so what I'm happy about is that things can't get worse than they are now. But again, you never know, I might just do what everyone thinks is impossible (get worse than already am).
Hmmm classes, classes and more boring classes; the same stuff when read in my room from a book appears so much more interesting! (In case my last doesn't really go down with you I guess it's because I really do have some nerdy genes inside of me.)
Anyways I wrap up here; never heard of anyone who cares to read long blog posts. So have a great sunday and a great monday and a great everyday! (Have a great life!)
I hate start of the sem! Its so freaking boring!
So boring that don't even feel like writing! Come back later.
Ciao
Back to college for S4.
S3 turned out to be like the ultimate disaster of my life. I know I was too happy last sem, loving college and all, but now, I'm like so terrified of it! I'm not sure how I'm gonna tackle this place; coz I have a feeling S3 was just a trailer of what's gonna follow. I just .hope I take it gracefully enough.
Good luck to me.
Waiting for my results- should have been out by now; the link's there but the page is under contruction. Damn this makes me so damn nervous!!! Just keeping my fingers crossed...
Damn my last post was so damn cheesy!! Like too much too too much of it! Like dude I'm already so stuffed up, more cheese is only gonna make things go from bad to worse to unimaginable extents!!!
Okay, I should start talking some sense now, too long you've been reading non-sense!
Actually, it's like when I study right, my mind like totally goes numb, and then when I start talking, the greater possibility is I have no idea what I'm talking! So, like right now, just finished my exams, that means been studying properly for the last two weeks and it's been a helluva two weeks; so my mind really needs some time to come back to atleast it's usual!
Hmmm, so end of the semester, going home tomorrow and this has been the best semester I've ever had; like I know it was only my third, five more to go; and it's been like so so much of work; yet I had an amazing time and many people from here would roll their eyes when they hear me say this but I do like my college; and c'mon I think this is the only one I'm ever gonna go to, so I'm allowed to say this!
So time to go home tomorrow; I can't believe it's time to go, like it's winter back home, and I'm gonna be home this christmas, like I'm so glad I'm gonna be dere; yet I wish I just wish wish wish, I could extend this semester like a chewing gum, like the best chewing gum that was ever made, and I could go on and on and on extending it forever...
Three weeks for the semester to end, the exam time blues are setting in again. Semester three's been one hell of a time; while college is finally somewhat like college, like this is the only one I have ever been to so this is what I believe it's supposed to be like; but inside the class, life has been hell. I never knew signing up for EEE at NITC officially meant signing up to get screwed; for that's what would initially happen to everybody in nearly every hour, then of course, we all grew used to getting shocked. But again, what I'm yet to get used to is getting shocked after every sessionals. Then, there are/were the labs: the ultimate experience - you gotta experience it to know it.
Yet, its been one hell of a lazy semester, getting on sluggishly, like finally falling into place in here I guess. But seems like time just flew this semester; first semester never seemed to end; and this S3 - I sorta wanted this to go on forever - is over so soon!
Of course, the end semesters remain: I know they're gonna be hell too, so just keeping my fingers crossed.
