Study Holidays: Such Oxymoron, Much Wow.

Okay, my fourth semester finally ended. Oh, what a pain in the neck twas! I was depressed for most of the time. My GPA plummeted like a meteoroid and I couldn’t care less. I graduated from Level 5 Procrastinator to Level 10. I cribbed more about my college. And the endless comparison with the people from other colleges pushed me further down. My aspirations became obsessions and I became suicidal.  -_-

It felt like I had lost my confidence, my charm.

But I’m way past all that!

Good things happened too! I finally found the right group of people to hang out with. Four boys. Shreyas, Preetham, Supreeth and Sumanth. I’m the only girl and I like it this way. It’s so much less complicated. There’s no bitching, talking behind people’s back, backstabbing and doing other mean things. It’s only endless laughter, sarcasm, insults, pinpointing, bunking, movies, pizzas and milkshakes. I do get a lot of glares from lecturers and overly obnoxious people who think it’s a sin for a girl to hang out with boys. But as long as I’m happy and not doing things that doesn’t point north on my moral compass, I don’t give a shit about what others think.

 I attended a bunch of quizzes and won two of ‘em (Credits to my super awesome quizzing mates).

I finished a paper and I’m too proud of that. I was always skeptical about my perseverance: I start things and never really finish it. But the moment I finished my paper, I knew I wasn’t a total waste of space on the face of the earth. I went on a writing spree on Quora for a month and the upvotes were simply overwhelming. I think it’s safe to assume that my writing skills have improved over the year.

I also started learning Java and I’m glad I can write simple programs. 

And and and, I left that nightmarish building in Bengaluru, my hostel. I came back home and I’m so much more happier. I have a room to myself, a king-size bed in which I can lie in whichever position I want, my own freaking bathroom in which I can shower as long I want and a wardrobe! I can sleep whenever I want, sit however I want and do whatever the heck I want without having another person judge my every move. Ah, blissful!

Study holidays are fascinating. For starters, the word is an annoying oxymoron. And I don’t know why everything else becomes so interesting during this time. Five days into these ‘holidays’ and I’m suddenly interested in Painting, Swimming and Philosophy.

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I sleep for 10 hours, sometimes 12. (I don’t know how I do that, I think something’s wrong with me). I wake up, go for a jog, contemplate about life while watering the plants and draw Rangoli in front of my house. I read Kannada newspaper and bug my mom and dad with stupid questions. I switch on my laptop telling myself to code and then the internet distracts me and I somehow end up browsing Quora for 2 hours or watching Game of Thrones or reading about Nietzsche or Richard Branson or Exception Handling or Lucid Dreaming. I’m also addicted to Call of Duty: Modern Warfare. I end up playing that shit for hours. Shooting people is so cool, I wish I could do that in real life. :P
I shower for an hour and consume copious amount of food. Watch every shit they play on TV. I feel terribly guilty for having wasted so much time. I call my topper friends and ask them to motivate me.

I gather colossal courage and open my textbooks. It’s 7 PM now. I scrutinize  the syllabus, decide what to study and it’s already 8 PM. Time for F.R.I.E.N.D.S on Romedy now! “Maaa, I’m hungry!”
After gobbling enough food that can last me a week and laughing at Chandler’s Sarcasm and Phoebe’s nonsense, I’m sleepy.

I’ll study tomorrow. Pinky Promise

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Pretty, no? :P

Just a part of the garden.

I was supposed to execute Dijkstra but I ended up writing this. 

I think I’m gonna fail tomorrow.

HOLY SHIT! -__-

I have to study!