The Sem.that was

I still can't bring myself to think that this was the last odd sem. I have had together with my friends, staying in hostel. The 7^th sem. would be for 6 months training and we would all be definitely far apart. And how would the days turn out to be then, from practically being in each others company nearly 24x7 to being all by ourselves!
Odd semesters, I'v realized tend to end somehow way more sooner than the even semesters probably because we have a lot of days off in between due to festive season.
A regular 45 days of teaching followed by mid sessionals, fests, a mini autumn break, 20-25 days of working college and then the inevitable lab quizzes, evaluations, end sessionals and the next thing you would be doing is packing your bags and heading off to homes.
As the session began, I thought that this semester would pass out pretty smoothly, the work load and the credits were less than any other semester but I did get that wrong! Most of my subjects this sem. were totally based on 'how well you could cram'. Even though how much correct you would write, if you did not use the same words as you had been dictated in the class chances were that your answers would be marked wrong at time of evaluations !!
But a fun thing I tried and learnt this semester was to escape from the class once the attendance has been marked :D I would have never dared to try this but somehow the lousy teachers made the subject even more dull and uninteresting.  We are not geniuses, all of us would have been studying that subject for the 1^st time unlike them who would have been taking this course for the nth time now. Thus the last 2 benches were rightfully ours because of their proximity to the back doors and we did really managed to get out. And at times it so happened that the class was almost half outside and it left me wondering even why are those few inside and whatever happened to 'nothing escapes the sharp eyes of the teachers'...

Since we were shifted to 2 other hostels this sem. we did not exactly had the kind of fun we used to have when we all were together. I actually miss the clusters we shared till last year. They were so much full of life, you could actually see people living there, music playing out from one room, laughter from another. It didn't matter if you lived in a single seater, chances were that you would be found in somebody other's room. Now what we live in are no less than apartments. There is practically no interaction amongst us (i'v no idea who lives immediately next to my room and the same would be true for them !!)
Henceforth, my addiction with House M.D. started. I'v seen Grey's but I loved watching House. This came as a bit of strange decision to myself since I'v got nothing to do with medical stuff but an intertwined plot around a character- smug, masochist, egotist person does keeps you glued with it. and i'v come to agree that people don't really change, they just become more of who they actually are !!
Till the year ends, it is fog, frost, sunny afternoons, flowers, books and homemade food :)