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College-
Time to rant.
I hated the first day of college! God, it turns out that there is something worse than first year. The classes've been divided again- in the ratio of 56:56:26. I'm sorry, am I missing something? Any particular reason as to why the third class has only 26 people? This makes no sense. Why they couldn't just leave it at 70:65 or whatever. They just HAVE to meddle.
I thought ok. I'm atleast in the class with all the people I had last semester, things should be normal. Nooo. Everyone acts all weird and awkward. Come on! It was just 2 months not a lifetime and a half! The worst part? The silence. Like we're mourning the death of the little fun we used to have in class.
Nobody talks. Nobody even breathes loudly. If you sneeze its like a mini atom bomb going off which reverberates across the room for ten minutes. Teachers seem to be screaming, and the loudest background noise is the frying of puris in the canteen two blocks away.
The teachers. Are they on drugs of some kind? Why are they so hyperactive? Its a second year classroom not a bloody Broadway musical. They don't have to leap across the room like people possessed. Or they're so depressed about their meaningless existences that they dont even bother to modulate their voices. The words just fall out like drool from a sleeping person's mouth.
The block. Its new. We occupy the third floor. Noone else in the whole building so far as I know. Why have we been quarantined here? Are they afraid that deadness is contagious? And why is the loo so far away? Is it to be used as a bomb-shelter in case we're attacked by mutant male ninjas? Questions to which the answers will never be revealed. Oh MSRIT shrouded in mystery.
The subjects. I've learnt that you can NEVER DRAW A STRAIGHT LINE!! They have lied to you all your life!!! ITS ALL A LIE!!! Nooo!! Lol. Ok not much else.

Sigh. Don't send me back there. Please! I'll be your slave for life, I don't mind.