It's been long since I last typed at 30 wpm(heck, I'm that slow!), and I find myself lost, hunting for words. Content, actually. But that's never a deterrent. I'd blabber anyways.
This time, college has proved to be lot more fun. It's a huge load of my chest, personally, that I'm no more the 'easy-to-lick' junior, and also a recurrent bearer of the brunt of countless jokes, pratical, or otherwise. But our juniors this time, are a merrier lot(and we suspect, a brainier lot too). They've been ragged less, and three cheers for that.
Preparations for Technozion 2008, the annual technical fest of NIT Warangal, have begun with verve(a bitter-sweet symphony, my folks!). All second, third and final years are up to the task...though there could be a slight exaggeration.
The not-so-bright side of life Down South manifests as filthy layers in hostel bathrooms...certainly not an understatement. First years get a fairer deal on that. No more do we have the saarus at our beck and call. No more, do our toilets get the daily dose of cleaning, and no more do we have water 18/7. Ahemm....well, 18/7 was what we had last year, so I'm really entitled to complain.
Oh God. One good thing, though. We're getting tastier food. That's the saving grace.
Classes aren't that heavy as of now, but you never know. I see myself glued to my study-desk one more week through college. Pooh...
I ain't complaining.
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