for some reason, life in india, or more specifically, at an indian college seems like a monotone from a devil's piano.....The mind numbing and archaic teaching notions and stupid oafs with ant-hill like ambitions are extenuating enough, but take into account the gross dearth of any sub-acad activities(save movie-ing and lan-ing)and the scene assumes decidedly dreadful dimensions.......
The GRE preps due to an overdrive of emotions willed on by the sensibilities hurt above, were, in the hiindsight, too precocious and fed by a presumptuous me.......
Whats more, a nascent and potentially catastrophic thought is taking shape up there- taking SAt.....
Turns out, if the course of this insti is approved by the authorities in the US, i might be able to commence my studies from the very point that i left them at this college, obviously subject to my gettin a good score in SAT and gettin admission thereby at some good insti there..........
hell..........its a tantalising figment.....
well....what could follow......an amazin campus life, blonde bombshells and busty brunettes,maybe a mutual feling of love for some sweet, simple, lovely and intelligent gal, extra activities tht would allow me to explore and enjoy the things that i hope to accomplish in this lifetime and of coure.......a contemporary course structure and teachers who know wht they are teaching rather than mumble gibberish and get paid and laid.....
The possibilities are endless but its a pity that the said vistas straddle domains that might strech my emotional as well as moral fibre to its tensile limit.......
till then.......well.......wait.....
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