yet another bloody monday

like the title says, yet another bloody monday...even as a kid i used to hate mondays, used to dread them rather, because it inevitably led to going to school. well, i guess everyone knows that feeling. then the bad stuff started - yea, mondays turned out to be actually terrible. most of the bad things that happened to me happened on mondays. then i came to the simple conclusion - 'i hate mondays!'. it was a couple of weeks after i came to that conclusion that i discovered garfield comics, and needless to say, i got hooked...

ok, getting back to the thing i was saying...today was really terrible, starting off from the morning itself ( i woke up really really late, later than usual, and my usual is really late ). then i had to rush around to get ready in time, which i somehow managed to do. sat through college, sat through two hours of physics ( boooooooooooringgggggggggg, the way they teach it here ). my mind started wandering then...and i got dragged into memories of school. most things inevitably lead to that nowadays, and it leaves me quite spent. today it was about physics class and joy sir. i really had fun in those days. even though i was the troublemaker, sir always gave me a bit more freedom than he gave some others, though i still haven't figured out why. i say this because he has caught me at stuff more often than anyone else, and he said nothing half of the time. then it became a ritual that praveen ( my partner, co-conspirator, bro, best frnd ) and i were asked to sit in the front bench. yea, we caused trouble even there : )

one thing led to another and soon i had tears in my eyes. i guess i never knew how school was when i was in it. i mean i always liked it there but still, i never knew what it was going to be like when i did leave. i did think about it and i never thought it was going to be this hard. its not just college, its this dull boring dreary life that's doing this. i don't know, maybe i'm feeling the way i do because i had such a wonderful school. people keep saying its a part of growing up and it can't be helped. they keep saying those days are over and its best to forget them. there are some who actually like college, though i do not see why or how. if this is part of growing up then i don't want to grow up. call me a self-centred bastard if you want, i just couldn't give a fuck right now.