As if that wasn't enough, the guys decided to let out the steam by playing a shirt Vs shirtless football match. This sort of a match might be eye candy in some cases (for the girls, ie) under rare and specific conditions...but most of the time, they're not...Take it from me, nothing's more grouse than guys who don't go to the gym, chasing a football without a shirt.
And yeah, what else happened this month??? Oooohh, I almost forgot about my comp lab. My adorable teacher changed my place. Why? I talk too much. Why not? Coz that's the way it is... Like hell it is!!! She can go to hell. I swapped my place already.
And then, and then...My robotics workshop. On a saturday and sunday. Another tempting reason-- to stay in bed!!! It means that I've worked my ass off for 12 hrs continuously for 13 days in a row!!! If I drop dead, boy, are ppl gonna be sorry!
At last, after working for 13 lousy days, you'd think that a sunday might seem like the genie just granted you your wish. Heck no!!! Coz the day after that blessed bloody miraculous sunday, I have my cycle tests (again), three tests in a day (again), math, physics and circuit theory in a single day... Hurray!!! ( too tired for the hip! hip! )
And then, when you think that math, physics and circuit theory can go to hell, and all you're doing is taking a hard earned break by reclining on your chair reading calvin and hobbes, the last thing you want is for someone to give you food for thought... I'm talking about my grandpa. He saw me reading calvin and hobbes, trashed comic strips on a mega scale, told me to start preparing for IAS. Yeah, I was stupified too. I mean, when you can't handle your daily life coz you had to work on a weekend, asking for IAS preparation is hell. I mean, get real!!! I'm just 18, going on 12!!
Anyways, all the while he was telling me the merits of the job, my eyes get glassy... This is an art I practised and perfected at college..The art of sleeping with your eyes closed and an intellingent, earnest, interested, impressed expression on your face... But when today, he actually tells me to read ancient tamil stuff, I lose it... Anyone who knew me in school knows that I suck in tamil at a major lvl.. The books Grandpa recommend : Kamba Ramayanam, Thirukkural, and some such stuff. I sure do hope he's not serious coz these are the very works that creeped me out in school.
"I'll get the books out for you. Start preparing next week." WHAT!!!!! Listen to me. somebody please. I wake up everyday and I have no idea what classes are scheduled for that day. So I go online and check. And then I downloaded the bloody time table so I didn't have to go online. But MS word takes a bloody long time to open. And bloody long time is something you don't have when you wanna see your time table and the bus is due in 15 mins. So I just text some arbit classmate. Weird how she never gets tired of telling me the TT daily instead of asking me to go to hell. Shrug.
Coming back to the problem at hand, did it not occur to him that I might not want to study for the bloody exam??? I'm a college kid struggling to make sense of college!! I sincerely felt like crying ( coz it wouldn't make any difference to him whether or not I wanted it ) and laughing ( I dunno why) at the same time. Sigh. I thought I was done with this when I overrode my uncle and took up eee instead of cse. Why do these ppl go about deciding stuff for me??? And if I don't agree, I get the "you- think-you-know-everything-but-you'll-find-out-that-I-was-right-and-you-are-wrong" treatment. It just freaks me out. I swear, one of these days I'm gonna run away from home just like I've been threatening to do since I've been 10. Anyone got accomodation???
Anyone sane would have gone nuts. But then, it helps that I was nuts to begin with...
2 comments:
Do neither. No use
I ended up laughing anyway
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