What the fucking day!!! It ends with the words…”suboptimum performance” and on the next day, starts with the loss of my cell. Sorry stealth… My cell is my life line, blood line, my gateway to the outer world. How will i live without it. Fine, i am going to buy a new one, ok… but still , how i can be so careless??? i lost the cell…hell. I know i need it more than anything in the world. I am a phone phreak. Still i lost the cell. Now no need to mourn at that. Finally it is lost and least hopes to get it back.

Coming from the party, again what the mess? Fine, party is thrown, don’t know the much concept of parties, yet, its not the way. First year is dancing, rest drinking, that low grade, poorly mixed up whisky, giggling, very happy over something (don’t know what ?) . Well, my most of the time, just went up in searching aman and finally i couldn’t find him.

Yet, as far as the assignment and project submissions are concerned, the day went well. Impressed those bastards B******, and R******. Well, i have to create the gmail of him too. They don’t deserve to be teachers, especially B*****. In the tech projects, he was more interested in knowing the business applications. Yet the combination of C,Linux, and Laptop works well, and he was totally speechless, not knowing what to ask and what to test? Also the mockery was that all four of us were planning to do our B.Tech. Projects under him.

I was never used to be like this, while at home. I don’t know the major changes that took place, may be separation from the parents. I became so careless, making the prof. and in turn making myself. And the worst thing is the feeling of being guilty is also no more there. Just copy the assignement, prepare some thing, speak with confidence, don’t even allow teacher to ask questions, these are fine with teachers like B*****, but for Davesh Singh ??? He would have kicked my ass.

Well, today, mom again was very angry. Must be. Got one more chance to shout at me. But was cool very pretty soon. She is like that only. Knows my carelessness can’t be helped, noone is perfect afterall. A PJ.

The day was not as bad as such, if i really weigh it. I had meeting with RP and Parminder Sir, regrading establishing Corpus funds. I didn’t reveal, but i was so happy. Its a small step that would result in our Alumni Association, for which i am pretty determined now. This assoication must have to be there, and will be there. Why should one suffer for the things not controlled by him, beyond his powers. I don’t know how to set up this association , the steps or things … but who gives a damn!!! I just know that this has to be there. I now believe myself more than anything. I think someone has to take it on ego and then have to establish thats the only way to get the things done in IIITM. If a proper alumni body is set up, its going to help institute a lot. So now mission Alumni….go for it…Pawan

P.S. : This blog is edited later, due to the concern of some of friends for me (u all are too cute….) as i mentioned the teacher’s names diretlyy, nyways, things hardly matter to me yet, since they want so, i m changing the names…..