Friday, January 11, 2008

Back to Square Number One

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LIFE SUX AND SUX HARD

Wonder how? Well here unfolds my demon-tale.

My train travel back to Trivandrum was as uneventful as Sivaprasad snoring his guts out. I reached home, in fear of the imminent CGPA shit and possible ragging in the 2nd sem. But neverthless those 20 days were spent full in the front of a Videocon PIP model TV. I missed that class reunion I had longed for a lot. It was too depressing. No bloody sonofabitch rang me up. Since I had long lost the craze of watching English soap operas, I tried watching Nat geo and Animal Planet on the defunct Asianet Cable System. Few choices made me sleep even more.

With restricted access to friends and the internet I was longing for the new PC which was due. After thoroughly convincing my parents the necessity of a computing machine, I was sure things would work out my way. Deepu's elder sis was getting married, so that meant that i would be able too see all my friend after all. Then one night it struck my Mom that I hadn't paid the next sem fees. i was destroyed. Either it meant that I would not get admission or that I would be late re. Either way it was like a bolt from the blue. FUCK I MANAGE TO FUCK UP EVERY FUCKING TIME.

Frantic calls and quick withdrawals of money ensured that I will not be affected by this indecision of mine. Then it was time to go and I still hadn't got my desktop. Two days before the D Day, we manage to locate a good dealer and settle for a 19" TFT, Core 2 Duo with 4 MB Cache and 2.2 GHz, Intel 945 GL board, 1 GB DDR2 RAM and a whoppy 320 Gigs memory.

I was thrilled. it just cost INR 26,800. Wonder what? on the final day we find out that the hard-disk was incompatible with the mother-board. i was devastated and finally made tro Pilani with the old CPU. On route I was booked by Mr. John Selvan for INR 1,290 for not taking a parcel slip for the PC on the train. Total bullshit.

I get roughed up by seniors on the train, thought not up to expectations. I got a 5.05 CGPA. I got angry on my B'day. I have hurt my foot playing football.............

Thats what they call SHIT HAPPENS