Finally….the exams are over …watta week tht was man…I will put it down as one of the most eventful “happenings” in my life…Am warning you..u mite not find it really interesting,,,but I am sharing it neways:P..

Day 1 – landed at the hostel and was supposed to share a room with a girl I has made friends with the last time….now the distance tht u have to walk from the gate, to the rooms, to the library, to the canteen is quite a lot…especially if ur not the “I am a health freak “ types… so I had to walk up and down nearly five times (ten both ways) to find out accommodation status….and finally given my problem solving skills, I chose to take up a room….and watta room it was….there were three beds. And it was the most funnily shaped rooms ever…with one bed in every corner tht was jutting out…looked like some devil with three horns…and the walls and the floor were so dirty…like someone had scratched the paint of the walls …and there was black stuff all over…enuf to depress u..

And if u refer to my previous post abt how scared I am abt staying alone…well here it comes…scribblez I must thank u for ur post abt how u shud learn to overcome ur fears…but this way!!!…I hadn’t imagined it…so the next day the woman who was sharing her room with me left./..and I had to stay alone…now during the day its ok…but in the nite??when u look out of the windows all u see are huge trees and shadows…u can hear dogs howling, and the whistles of the watchman walking around with a lathi..and the occasional giggle of a few girls walking by…now thts a pretty scary combo to me!…and yes…bravo for moi but I did manage to sleep alone in tht shady room…after repeated attempts at trying to get a frnd to sleep with me (not tht way)….i cudnt succeed… she refused to set foot into my dirty room..(now it was still my room so I cant obv not call it mine)oh and there were these tiny mosquito like insects tht kept biting u if u didn have the fan on.. but u wud get really cold if u did switch it on….so…pretty painful…

Neways exams went on ok…felt a lil lonely initially but it started to be good fun…now the second exam is like on and I have an irritation in my eye which seems to get worse and my eye turns red….see brilliant me think there is a speck on my contact lens and I rub it even more….and I see this teeny tiny lil hole…so obv eone around asks me not be be stupid and wear my glasses…” no one is gonna marry u here”…is the retort I get when I say I look silly in glasses…(I was quite expectin to hear…no u don’t look silly…but nevamind.. beggars cant be choosers)

So nerdy me wearing glasses starts wrting my exams the next day…and I have this brilliant head ache tht doesn’t seem to go….and the next day I have an amazing stomach ache which also refuses to leave me….so by now I am pretty much irritated and cursing my luk…

The piece de resistance is to follow…the day of my last exam…I am explaining some crap to someone…and I dunno what happens…my glasses fall…and yup there is a nice crack on the left lens…so I write my exam trying to look thru the crack…and eone asking me” why did u break ur glasses?”…yea rt like I wud do tht so I can just suffer a bit more!…and I also go to my viva with them….even I found myself funny to look at when I saw myself in the mirror…but thts besides the point…by the end of it..i had ppl telling me they wanted to borrow my glasses cos they were my sympathy gear and wud help in the viva…

Neways I did feel kinda sad leaving the place..inspite of the happenings….now I can laugh abt it…and think of the nites that we sat and studied outside the hostels under the lites…getting drenched in the rain and acting like fools…gorging hungrily on yuky mess food….downing it with iced tea…..sigh……

p.s…as an afterthought…I neva neva wanna repeat wat happned then inspite of the fun!…