The End Of Days

No, not the movie. I mean its the conclusion of the mid-semester exam days. Three days, with two exams on each day. Fucked up in Math due to overconfidence, did a real smooth job in Chemistry. Totally rocked in English (ON A SUNDAY!). English here is nothing like in school, i.e. the text book we have doesn't contain prose, poetry and all that bull. It's something like a Wren & Martin book. In other words, it's my kinda book. According to most students AND our professors, English is supposed to be very tough. I can't understand why they seem to think that way, considering the fact that I'm gonna score over 90%. And they say that its tough to even pass. My arse. I'm not very humble am I?



Engineering drawing or graphics was ok, not too bad not good either. Ever tried to shoot a very large bear at point blank range but missed? Physics was something like that. It was DAMN easy, but I, not being too good with drawing semi-circles in freehand, wasted a lot of time on a single question and ended up with an incomplete answer sheet. The computer exam was equivalent to a history exam, lots of memory power needed. I only have a wispy memory of it, like a dream that you want to remember but forget. Wrong metaphor, I don't want to remember that exam...



I finally got to show my skills at basketball to my inmates... er... hostel mates. My joints seemed to have rusted though, and my back was throbbing with pain for 3 days. All this during the exams. I've also realized that I've improved a lot at Table Tennis/Ping Pong since my school days. In addition, my friends feel I'm prescient, even though only in case of insignificant events, like who's gonna visit the loo next due to diarrhoea. Please don't puke.



The food has become good, either because I've gotten used to it, or because they've actually improved the cooking. Probably the former. Frogs have stopped using my room as an obstacle course, bugs have stopped bugging, everything's blissful. Sounds too good to be true, doesn't it? Oh, it's true, it's true. Except for the grasshoppers, ladybugs, and some hard-shelled bugs in the bathroom, there aren't any left. I washed my clothes for the first time this week. Caught a terrible cold, thanks to the incessant rains. The same rains which left me without clothes for a day. I had to do unmentionable things to hold out that day...