The Week That Was...

Like always, important snippets of information that i take for granted, are the ones that are misunderstood by all. The exams mentioned r my preliminary exams and not finals.
Monday- Exam: Entrepreneurship. 8 Am to 10 Am.
Question Paper distribution. Scan through the paper. Damn don’t have a clue wats what. Look around. Others in the same situation. Relief.
8.30 two of the classmates get up. Loo?? I wonder? Together?? My eyebrows raise. No they have the answer booklet in hand. Supervisor says u cant leave da hall within an hour of the commencement of the test. Hehe. They make faces. 15 more minutes of fidgeting and the supervisor has had it. She lets em off. Inspired with what happened, 2 more, gurls this time, leave. “Gosh… this is soo tempting” a fellow classmate.
Me thinks: Those papers r not gonna b corrected. Said my co ordinator. Why bother wasting all the resources?? Imagine how much trees we can save if we conserve the answer booklet for some other poor student But me being a rule abiding student guided by my principles and ideals decide ki NO!! I will finish the 8 paper booklet. Scribble nonsense I will!! But wont let the rest of the 7 pages blank. The first being the details of the students section. So dedicatedly and sincerely not to mention pain stakingly, I finish those 8 lengthy pages.
Its 9 30. Telepathy at work perhaps, purv n me look at each other at da same time. suggest we leave. Rohini, Dharmaraj Yudhistir ki chatti aulaad leaves the hall at 10 sharp.

Tuesday- Qunatitative Business Models aka Statistics 8Am to 10Am.
Me in a much relaxed frame of mind. Received news that professors for sure don’t correct these papers coz internal assessment marks are already submitted to the university.

Question paper given. Scans it. Bah. No clue whats what and this is the subject im supposedly done preparations for. A lil bit of copying AHEM mutual helping and im almost through. It’s a numbers paper. The whole world knows I suck at numbers. I leave at 9. Still 4 students from the class of 60 write ferociously as if their life depended upon it. Have this insane urge to laugh. But then killed that impulse.
Purv left too. So did half the class. Rohini sat thru. Not like she knows all the answers, more like she wanted to give the other 4 company coz they sure sat scribbling till 10. Took additional supplements too. Wasting resources and college funds. *rolling eyes*

Tuesday evening: all attempts at studying jus vanish in thin air poof no profanity jus an expression. jus giving up studying. Not a word is known for the next paper. And worse is no concern either.

Wednesday: Marketing Research 8Am to 10 Am(I dono y im posting the time. Heck.)
7 Am. Mumbai Local
frantically going thru sum photocopied notes. Almost doze off. But then lady sitting beside gives a discreet nudge.
7 45 Am Class Room
*hysterical*I have no clue PEOPLEEEEE I don’t know what im gonna write even the first 15 minutesssssssssssssssss*bawling by this time*
Consolations, empathies, hugs and assurances from all and condolences from those fanatic 4. And Im ready to face marketing Research head on.
8 Am
There is a mass giggle. I feel one with the class yet again. No one has a clue. I start scribbling. Hall ticket is being distributed. I tell myself I get this n im not entering the class ever again. Half of the students have not turned up anyways.
8 30 Am
Again the telepathy thing in play. Purv is getting restless. She wants to leave. But I know some stuff and wanna stick 2 my funda of somehow filling all 8 pages. Hazy letters in black n white swarm in front o my eyes. I wish id not nodded off in the train, id have remembrd more.
8 35
More frantic glances and fidgeting from purv. Ive had enough. She gets up. I leave my answer halfway. Too much movement and I lose my harmony and peace of writing papers-wink
We leave. A classmate wonders “HOW DID U GUYS LEAVE ITNA JALDI YAAR!!!!??” nothing more to write we say. Simple n true.

Thursday- 7 am: cell rings. Purv. Shit I overslept!!! Missed my exam. Momentary panic. That feeling of stomach dropping down to the knees. Weird how that feels even when you are lying on ur derriere. Then brain processes kick in. Doesn’t really matter. Complacent. Go to sleep again. Wake up when the sun had reached its zenith. Switched on the TV, switched on FB (for ppl who dono, FB is my comp-Frozen Beauty who is on her deathbed.) logged on to the net.
AND WHAT DO I SEEEEE???? HORROR OF HORRORS!!!!!
MY NET DOESN’T WORK!!!! It was sooo down, im talking 1000 bytes in 5 minutes here. Now THAT is low…even for FB it is!! I shrugged. Happens sumtimes. Turnd her off. No pun
went to take a shower. Came back masala tea coutesy Seema. Decided since ive missed half a day, might as well spend da entire day rejuvenate for further exam preparations.
Then turned FB on. (psst- I love that sentence!!!) loggd on to the net. Damn still nets down. Now I was queasy. I mean at the risk of tarnishing my oh-so-sexy image, my life by large revolves around FB and Internet. Im not saying I have no life, I do. Its jus that the world wide web features largely in it.

Watched some movies, caught up on kyonki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi.(he he cudnt resist that line!! Its soo nani type!!!!) Hogged... Went to sleep.
Woke up, maa was home. Oh if I didn’t mention, im an independent daughter of a working mother. *smug look*
Didn’t dare touch FB in front of her. Watched some more movies. Dinner time.
Again a vain attempt at net. Nope. Not ok yet.
Decided not to go the nxt day too. Was econometrics. The only thing in it I know is that it has one of the longest word I kno, homoscadasticity. Even oxford doesn’t have it in their word list. So im not responsible if I make a spelling mistake here. The other longest word I know is antidisestablishmentarianism. *display of high literary knowledge* : P
Spent the rest of the three days in almost the same fashion.

Psst Psst: even when,my net works...like now, people on messenger wont talk. Coz im supps to study. sigh.Now gonna go watch sum movie.