It's about time !

Yayy!! another semester is about to end. I'm just one short of giving my final exams, phew! I've had such an insane and inhumane date sheet this time, 5 papers back to back within a span of 20 hours each. And the worst part, I've a 5 day break for my last exam XD. So my routine was pretty much about study, food and sleep( in that order). This was not particularly new to me because we are used to such stuff but the intensity was too much this time. And whatever happened to my resolution of ' I shall study this thoroughly for end sem. has been put to rest. How can you even possibly imagine to use your brain and look for some logic and reasoning for the poor last and second last subjects!! May they vanish away in peace -_-

Apart from that, it has been such an eventful sem. I met loads of new people and enjoyed their company a lot, probably because of the same interests and likes (the foremost reason we got close). These very people brought a sense of stability, which was missing for sometime. And this makes me say that though we are in constant touch of each other via social networks and stuff; we should all know the difference between the people who are really concerned and those who have nothing else to say when you meet them in person. It's just a week or so before I pack my bags once again to go for home, this time for a longer period (training sem ahead). I have had an every bit of experience at this hostel this year and as all good things come to an end I too have an inevitable task of vacating my room, study corner and MY SPACE of 1 year.

# And a very common message these days I get to see while accessing anything on net -

“This is a message from the IT Department. This site will remain inaccessible during exam period. It is listed as a site within the category Student Filter.” Seriously, have they not heard about proxy servers or what :D :D

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