Ok.

So exams are over.

The last graduate exam of my life.

Was surrounded by shrieking, screaming girls whooping in high-pitched voices

“Yaay! Engineering is over! No more exams! Lets celebrate!!”

“Hey, chill out guys,” I muttered, “lets wait till the results come out.”

That’s me, forever optimistic, always in a bright cheerful frame of mind.

But peer pressure is sometimes too much to resist. So I ended up celebrating. Gorged on pizza and discussed who fell down when and who puked after eating Chinese food. Also successfully drove a baby lizard out of Ish’s bag and stared wide-eyed at a very nautanki beggar. Thats how I celebrated the big day.

Lots of things on my mind. Like the fact I am moving out in some days, or that I havn’t finished (not even started , infact) packing. That I shall be living alone for the first time in my life. That I have no idea when my project orals are and I need to study a bit for the orals. That I shall begin my post-graduate classes exactly twelve days after I gave my last graduate exam.

I need a f**king break in life.