For the three past days, I have had one of the most gruesome, stomach gushing experiences my life till date. This experience began in less than an hour after my previous blog post.. The strike announced by the opposition parties kicked off the start to my awesome experience. Planning to start to college early the next day to attend the classes by 9:00 AM it gave a mild heart attack to me. But then it was stated in the news that the bus services would function as normal but from 7 in the morning, but that time would not be enough for me to reach the college on time. Then I had to start immediately from home as the bus services would be stopped from 00:00 and I had to take another bus from town and travel 45 mins to reach my college.
I began from my home around 8:00 PM and luckily got to the ccoll by 11:45PM.. :).. Before I could let out a sigh of relief that I reached college as a full package, I was dragged by my collar into my friend's room and was beat black and blue before I could realize what was going on!!! Then I realized that they gave me one work to do (one single work for the entire trimester) and I've forgotten it and went home to eat sweets, and the work was pretty huge that even 4 people couldn't do.. Only then did my too slow brain realised that these &%^$*& guys have handed over a kid of job that even four people can't do on one full day, only to me.
After all the crude and icy looks they gave me, I was not allowed to sleep till 5 AM the next day.. and 2 AM the day following.. The first lesson that I learnt after all these is that I should probably change the name of the blog.. :( being a night-owl is probably one of the worst nightmares I could have about nights.. The thrilling and sleep"less" days I have had has changed my overall view about hostel life and college life, though all that we did for the last three nights were cases, presentations and financial analysis I could get to know the workload that I had given to all of my teammates all these days... And dear teammates if you are reading don't even think that I would feel for it and start working(U probably know it) I will still remain the same.
When I hear stories about the life at hostels and the enjoyment they have I ve thought that fun at home was more awesome.. But after two months in hostel and few sleep-less nights, though that all we did was Analysis I think after two years I shall go out with a heavy heart for sure. :)
But till then we ve got 104 weeks, 730 days.. Lets rock on.. Cheers :)
After all the crude and icy looks they gave me, I was not allowed to sleep till 5 AM the next day.. and 2 AM the day following.. The first lesson that I learnt after all these is that I should probably change the name of the blog.. :( being a night-owl is probably one of the worst nightmares I could have about nights.. The thrilling and sleep"less" days I have had has changed my overall view about hostel life and college life, though all that we did for the last three nights were cases, presentations and financial analysis I could get to know the workload that I had given to all of my teammates all these days... And dear teammates if you are reading don't even think that I would feel for it and start working(U probably know it) I will still remain the same.
When I hear stories about the life at hostels and the enjoyment they have I ve thought that fun at home was more awesome.. But after two months in hostel and few sleep-less nights, though that all we did was Analysis I think after two years I shall go out with a heavy heart for sure. :)
But till then we ve got 104 weeks, 730 days.. Lets rock on.. Cheers :)



