Random contemplations..

The past week's been a bit dramatic for me. The coming week will be even more dramatic I guess. As of now, I am in the middle of dramaticism. Now, I know am talking shit. But then, this is just the culmination of the muddled up anxiousness that has been building up inside me. Maybe, because I am going to have a peg of vodka in an hour or perhaps due to the ever ominous GRE exam.

I finally received the much dawdled INFOSYS offer letter two days back. I wasnt ebullient anyhow. All that fervor of getting an ON-CAMPUS job has enervated long back.

The college has been jostling with crowd like never before. It feels as if everyone's so busy with some or the other things that have been happening. Talking about me, I have my sessionals coming up from the 20th of september. But, before that I have a quiz competition on the 13th and a cricket tournament from the 14th.

We had one of our subjects changed yesterday after almost 4-5 weeks since the commencement of this semester. The nerds of our class have been vehemently condemning this drastic change considering the fact they have already completed 2 out of 5 units of the previous subject. ROFL! I am too jubilant. I couldnt have asked for more.

I still havent been able to attend the first lecture which starts from 9:30 daily. No matter how early or late I sleep, my biological clock is so fucked up that I wake up at 9:20 only. And, that leaves me petrified every day when I contemplate on the amount of loss incurred due to it. Adding spice to this very fact, the HOD took the first two classes today simultaneously, thereby foiling my plan and pissing me even more. And, just like everyday I landed in the college when everything was over. I am getting so used to it now.

My mom hasnt called me for days now. But then, whenever she does give me a call, I hardly have anything to talk about. Obviously, I am not going to tell her about my frequent desperate masturbating sessions. Don't mind, but the scarcity of chicks in my college exasperates me like hell and I can only get my frustration out this way.

It is high time I write about some of my good friends in the hostel. I havent mentioned anyone as of now in my blog. Okay, so I have 3-4 very good friends. Not that, I consider them to be my best friends but just that, I like hanging out with them. So, here it goes.

1 B, is one of the slowest human beings I've ever seen. He is like 5'2" and thinks a lot.

2 N, has been promptly named "The Psych Maestro" by me. You should see his zeal in whatever he does. As a result, he ends up overdoing everything and thus behaving like a fucked up psychopath.

3 H, is a 6 foot kid.

4 A, is a ganpati potrayed proffesional with a feeling of SRK(Shah Rukh Khan)ness in him.

5 K, is a black bihari with his ass made up only of bones. He doesnt fucking have a single gram of fat anywhere in his body.

This wraps up the close list of friends of my class. Next list in the later posts. I also need to mention about some of my juniors who I aptly refer to as "pain in my ass".

I gotta go now. ciao

cheers!