From dawn till dusk.

Day Begins (7:55 AM)

I haven’t prepared for the test at all so I’m pretty sure I’m gonna screw up once again. But it’s not stopping me from going to the college today and I’m really surprised (I mean, it’s normally impossible for me to go to college on a Friday). There’s nothing that I need to do at college, I have only 3 lectures today, so the only thing that I’m usually concerned about (read attendance) doesn’t matter either. But nothing can be done now. I’m ready and in 5 minutes or so, Chhotu will be here.

It’s too late now. We’re going to college after all.

Day Ends (9:05 PM)

Yeah, I got screwed, alright. By the way, I did prepare for the test but as the time of the test came nearer, I somehow made up my mind that I wasn’t gonna take it (I still can’t understand how I arrived at that decision!).

But what I hate even more than not taking the test is that I fucked away my whole day doing nothing else instead.

Got bored of the college.

Got bored of the class.

Got bored of even the dhaba.

The only high points of my day were:

• Sitting in the sports room, watching a group of semi-hot girls practicing for some dance competition (it wasn’t wild or sexy, but mildly titillating definitely).
• Delivering a lecture on Relationship Between Mythology & Current Sexual Scenario Of India to my friends. It is a fairly interesting lecture; hopefully, I’ll share it with you soon!