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.

jobless.

have you ever felt like doing a lot of things when you have a lot of other things to be done? and when you don't have anything in particular to be done, you just don't want to do anything at all??

yeah. thats how i feel.

all i can now think of doing is sleeping. zzzzzz....

right now i wanted to sneeze. but couldn't. see what i mean? btw its irritating when you want to sneeze and can't,isn't it??

meh.

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zzzzz....

o mm..dozed off..what was i saying?

yawn.

Practical wisdom

Yippee!!! Free!!! Free!!!!

No re, not the sale ad. I feel free!! My exams are over..YAY!

Er..well, over for now. Ok,have one next Thursday. But on record,all the exams I was supposed to write are over.
Hmm..er, well, almost.

Have the biggest of all exams, the scariest of them lot, yet to embark upon me. My practicals. I don’t know what sort of a person you are, and if you are the sort who thinks practicals are way too easy than theory, then..alas,great minds here made a slip.

I do not dread practicals. I am not that poor at them,I have managed to get out of the lab without forgetting to hand in the answer paper during my board exams,haven’t I? But its been three whole years since I wrote a university practical exam. I have purposefully forgotten how I can make a complete fool out of myself in front of the examiner. Need to dust out old..eech..painful memories..

I have this knack(is that the spelling) of asking the dumbest of questions possible. Or so I thought. Well, not quite. I learnt that I am not yet the last word on dumbness. Sometime ago, our teachers were giving this demo on practicals. The winding up session you know. Our poor teachers taking a last shot at telling us physics labs can be fun..they are optimistic I tell you.

So,during our demo, which included explaining the basic parts of all the equipments(this at the end of the academic year,mind you) she came across my not so favorite one,the rheostat. (all those from the science stream now will be thinking rheostat is something not even worth talking about at the graduation level, I know. But in my defense, my experiences with such simple apparatus including the screwguage, verniers, resistance boxes etc weren’t exactly fun )

So she was telling this one incident about how a girl ( not biased or anything. Girls can be good at electronics, but i am in a girl’s college) asked an examiner who tried to point out that the third terminal of the rheostat was not connected “ whoa! Slow down..a rheostat has three terminals??” ..and I made a mental note to start preparing a list of such questions I can come up with and get it verified with my teacher, you know, just in case..coz, well, I can’t honestly say I haven’t thought about that on!;)

My war with the torsion pendulum apparatus is famous. There are four pendulums in our lab, and I have repeated the experiment four times. I even know the values byheart. It is believed that all except one pendulum is bewitched. I, being the dumbo that I am, never thought twice why others were fighting over one particular apparatus when there were four others. Had I known such trifle details and practiced voodoo along with others, who knows, I might have not got so many repeats..

(my teachers usually give a repeat remark on records if they find the answer unsuitable. However, I was given a remark “complete the experiment,then repeat.” ;)

Its actually fun when you are not tensed. Experimenting you know. I did that during our project time. We got stuck midway through our project. We even had to consider redoing it, or changing it altogether. But , my project partner, with her determined attitude, went into extremes that no one ever even thought of going(read our pg lab), coming up with amazing solutions. Had this been centuries ago,it would be her sitting under the apple tree, instead of Newton. (added note. There are times at which I wish he had the wisdom to go sit under a coconut , or better, a jackfruit tree.)

That reminds me. I broke a TG (tangent galvanometer) at my lab. Not entirely my fault, I snoozed off. But no one said anything about the replacement. If my teachers are reading this, I am not the person you think I am.

A little bit scared… don’t know what blunders I am going to come up with. Although I do like optics expts. Coz they are done in a dark room..daark room.
If someone is to come check on at us during the exam, we can conviniently stop doing the thing we were not supposed to be doing and pretend we are doing what we are supposed to be doing. Although by doing what we were not supposed to be doing, we were desperately trying to find out what we were actually supposed to be doing.

One big applause to all my teachers for having the patience to endure complete dumbos like me for three years. They know us too well, still their loving hearts hope and pray we do well in the exam.



p.s. quantum dots did come up as a qn. But an essay one. You do know what and how much I knew about quantum dots, didn’t you? Do I still need to answer how my exams went?? Have mercy.

p.s.2. its gonna rain here..havooo!!