Here's to second year

Boy, isn't life weird.
For the last one week, I have been a second-yearite. And it's been something of a ride. Given the fact that today was the first day in 10 that I could actually tuck into dinner at my own mess, you could say it's been a tad exhausting, what with hostel "ragging" (ok, make that "interacting" - cuz real proper ragging is something I would probably never learn in my lifetime), single-room blues, irate backies, even a Pahari trip + a punctured cycle, not-to-mention frequent bouts of "old-wing-nostalgia", leading to frequent dutches at C'Not with the whole of R.U.H. Then again, EPC and Moruchhaya are back with a bang; the harried SMSes, unremunerated expenses, interactions again(these are proper ones, mind it), and finally helping poor, sensitive people (read: juniors) who tend to explode or implode at the very mention of words like "erection" or "anorexia"(that's for the ladies) - well, it's been something.

And finally the harsh realities of 2nd year, limited though they may be, are kicking in. Firstly, the uncannily slavish devotion to classes that I nurtured in my second sem seems to have completely evaporated. I no longer rush out of my room at x-15 min to reach a class starting at x time 5 minutes beforehand. Rather, the languidity of being in a single room gets to me; I wallow in my bed or click away at my lappy till its almost time. And even then I don't hurry; this has led to me sitting in the back-benches or missing the crucial first demos in almost all classes so far. I have also started getting into heavy LAN gaming (Halo and CS and AOE).

Yup, I know. I'm doomed. And unless I pull myself together right now, my 9.something GPA last sem will be quite worthless....

So today, I reluctantly invoke the most potent, dormant power in BITS...

The ghot-board.

Adias,
Janus