So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good bye.

Had been putting off blogging about this for a while. Because I knew this will turn sentimental (more mental,less senti) at some point. And although I act normal about it, I might move my readers to tears (not that I haven’t done it before. My blood and gore filled stories which some of you were made to read under gunpoint had similar effect. ) *shrug* it is my blog. I can do anything.

Three long years. Very long, relatively long and tiresomely long three years. Of pain ,torture, hard work (ugh!) er..fun(?), fights (oh yeah).. three years of my college life.

THE END

Damn. Need a tissue to wipe off my tears. One sec..

Ahem. Back. So where were we? Oh yeah. The college chronicles. People, it is over. Of course, Its not yet officially over . June is this year’s cruelest month. My results will be out . And damn the fact that the brightest kid in my class who will surely bag a rank is my namesake. Damn damn damn, I am gonna have a hard time convincing people... Rank and me. Ha ha.

So just like Mr..er….(psst who was that nice young greek/roman gentleman who had a sword swinging over his head??) well, ahem, well my situation is somewhat similar to his.

*groan* this is tougher than I thought. Writing about my college life. It was one hell of a roller coaster ride, only that I was just a spectator staring at people who were having one hell of that ride..it just means that I was the whiny girl in the group. The pessimist.

I hated my college for so many things. We had separate blocks for arts and science groups. And the arts people always seemed to be having the time of their lives, where we on the other side had our battles with verniers, screwguages and (I like this one!) and chemistry labs. I am sure that the woes of the poor poor chem girls comes second only to ours..hmm..no, actually they suffered more. They had physics as a subsidiary subject..chemistry and physics all in a days work. Ha ha!!!!



Gee I now know what calvin meant when he said “life is never so bad that it can’t get any worse”

Well, I guess there isn’t anything new to the whole three year process..Some are already nodding their heads saying “been there, done that” I know. But my college is for me, special right?

I will miss the Gym Plaza the most . That’s what our auditorium was called. It was literally chekuthanum kadalinum edakku!!( between sea and devil)
The gym plaza is between our college and hostel. A girls’ college can be matched in evil only with a girls’ hostel.

Have hard time believing that? Well, we had a clinic near our block, and it will make the doctor’s xmas if he ever got a chance to take out voice boxes and dump it in the bin. On all occasions, without discrimination, we hooted, howled, yelped, stamped , danced, sang..er.well you get the idea. For some reason, the doc was irritated saying stupid reasons like it gave his patients a heart attack whenever there was a function in our auditorium..(rolling my eyes)

He is on top of the list of people I will never forgive. For I believe he is one prime reason our auditorium was shifted to the main block. We have a new one now, named “Elecium” (sigh,I know) which is never ever going to be the same as our dear old gym plaza….sniff sniff..am gonna cry..

The mirror room, which doesn’t have a mirror, our canteen, which we always turned to when we wanted to get a quick stomach upset just before an exam, my lab, teresian week, elections, malayali manka competitions..sigh, I will miss it all..

I spent my three years finding faults with my college, I still hate it for all those things it subjected me to, but you know what? I have the right to, and you don’t. Its my college, I can say what I want.

Oh, btw, we were actually thrown out of our college. Literaly. story goes like this.
On our last day we went to get our caution deposit back. No one really knew how much we actually paid.

My mom said the money will come to around 1000/-

My friends were of the opinion that it will never turn out to be less than 500/-

We found out we had paid only Rs 360/-.

We hoped we will get atleast get Rs 250/- back.

My caution deposit was exactly Rs 150/-

@#$%^@#$$$

And after grieving over the fact,we were discussing our possibilities sitting near the exam hall. Our discussion turned to mutual friends like Obama, Osama, and second homes like World Trade Centre, Pentagon, Sydney Opera House etc. We didn’t bother to keep our voices down. There were souls inside the exam hall, who had nothing else to do, than stare at the blank paper, and count the cracks on the wall, and of course, swat the flies. They needed entertainment. And who are we to deny them that?

There is this very sweet and gentle nun in the college office, whom we affectionately call “The Terrorist” .She very sweetly asked the watchman to er…show us ladies the way out, as we were disturbing the souls inside the hall. Her exact words being..er..something to that effect. She and Umbridge are first cousins by nature.

And thus we were thrown out of the college. WOW. Not that I needed an incentive or anything. But it hurt like mad, to be asked to step out of our own college premises. I will never forgive nor forget you terrorist. The actual ones seem like lambs when compared to you ..(psst,there is a lot to be told about this one, I will, after I manage to snatch my marklist outta her hands)

So. This is it. I am no longer a Teresian. Unless fate is cruel enough to subject me to the same torture for my PG too..

I still hate my college, half of it, for teaching me in a painful way what not to do. The other half, well the other half doesn’t seem that bad, now that I think of it.

Will miss you.


Updates.

1.joined driving classes. Stay out of the road till june, if you care for your life.
2.fell in love with Edward Cullen.
( he is the male lead character in the novel,Twilight. Edward is described in the book as being charming, polite, determined, and very stubborn. And romantic.(drools) Loves the girl more than his life. Attempts to commit suicide when he learns of his love’s death. Is breathtakingly handsome, and insists on getting married before they take their relationship to next level. So, he is perfect. Oh, one small drawback, did i mention he is a vampire, and a 110 years old?
Loved that book. But only with a small problem. Perfect guys are either vampires or warewolves. Well, I guess that’s the way world is..sigh!




when you can live forever,what do you live for?






and sigh!! edward..



found this while i was searching twilight on the net. loved this..please listen to this one. trust me.