Why me?
Have you ever had one of those days where, right from the moment you wake up, life goes on a downward spiral just to show you who the boss really is? Where, at every step, you've faced reverses for no apparent reason, just coz people wanna see how the word 'no' rolls off their tongues? Just had one? Welcome to my world....
So, in the morning, I go to make a presentation for the professor who I've always regarded as slightly off, but essentially a decent person. Before class, I enquire if he is going to increase the weightage on this particular essay to make up for the mid-semester exam that I missed because of various reasons. I'm pretty confident that he'll agree, because anyone who's even half human can see that I've had huge problems this semester owing to circumstances which were beyond my control. So I ask him, all hopeful and earnest, and he gives me a precious pearl of wisdom: "Absent means Absent!" I stand there, gaping at him, while the realization hits home that, clearly, for all his resemblance to Swaminathan from Malgudi Days, the milk of human kindness does not, in fact, flow through his veins.......He's giving me a 25% @#$#@ grade cut just to show me that he can!
Fuming, I make my way to the passport office, after sitting through two nauseating hours of presentations where I was feeling like a murderous basilisk. On reaching this particular monument to nationalism, I'm told by the smug guard that submissions are allowed only till one pm and I'll have to come back on Monday!! This effectively ruins my chances of actually taking that trip that I've been consoling myself with for months!
Then I decide to make myself feel better with the best restorative, i.e., a good lunch, seeing as I haven't had a bite to eat all day. So I make my way to the regulation pizza place and order myself a pasta to take off the scars of the day. The waiter then not only confuses fusilli with spaghetti, but also has the cheek to tell me that he may condescend to change my food, but no matter what I say, I did order spaghetti, coz he says so! I'm so mad that I sweetly decline his offer to change my food and gulp down all that horrible spaghetti just so that the gods may be satisfied that their vengeance is complete.....but that apparently isn't enough. I get back to my room to try and study somehow, and owing to my late night shenanigans of last night, proceed to fall asleep on my laptop.
Ye gads, I'm sorry. I don't know what it is that I've done to deserve this, but really, I cannot take any more bad news. I've also realized that people really are mean, so mean. If by any circumstance they are in a situation where they have even the most miniscule amount of power over you, they will milk it for all that it's worth and they will use it to make you unhappy. I've really had it, I don't want to leave my room ever again. I'm so, so sore and so very tired...
So, in the morning, I go to make a presentation for the professor who I've always regarded as slightly off, but essentially a decent person. Before class, I enquire if he is going to increase the weightage on this particular essay to make up for the mid-semester exam that I missed because of various reasons. I'm pretty confident that he'll agree, because anyone who's even half human can see that I've had huge problems this semester owing to circumstances which were beyond my control. So I ask him, all hopeful and earnest, and he gives me a precious pearl of wisdom: "Absent means Absent!" I stand there, gaping at him, while the realization hits home that, clearly, for all his resemblance to Swaminathan from Malgudi Days, the milk of human kindness does not, in fact, flow through his veins.......He's giving me a 25% @#$#@ grade cut just to show me that he can!
Fuming, I make my way to the passport office, after sitting through two nauseating hours of presentations where I was feeling like a murderous basilisk. On reaching this particular monument to nationalism, I'm told by the smug guard that submissions are allowed only till one pm and I'll have to come back on Monday!! This effectively ruins my chances of actually taking that trip that I've been consoling myself with for months!
Then I decide to make myself feel better with the best restorative, i.e., a good lunch, seeing as I haven't had a bite to eat all day. So I make my way to the regulation pizza place and order myself a pasta to take off the scars of the day. The waiter then not only confuses fusilli with spaghetti, but also has the cheek to tell me that he may condescend to change my food, but no matter what I say, I did order spaghetti, coz he says so! I'm so mad that I sweetly decline his offer to change my food and gulp down all that horrible spaghetti just so that the gods may be satisfied that their vengeance is complete.....but that apparently isn't enough. I get back to my room to try and study somehow, and owing to my late night shenanigans of last night, proceed to fall asleep on my laptop.
Ye gads, I'm sorry. I don't know what it is that I've done to deserve this, but really, I cannot take any more bad news. I've also realized that people really are mean, so mean. If by any circumstance they are in a situation where they have even the most miniscule amount of power over you, they will milk it for all that it's worth and they will use it to make you unhappy. I've really had it, I don't want to leave my room ever again. I'm so, so sore and so very tired...
Comments
dekh le is stupid assignmnet ke wajah se main kitna regularly comment karti hoon!!
and stop making me feel guilty abt saying no to you today... i only got to eat at 6, y'know!
Actually, you should go meet the Chief Passport Officer or the Regional Passport Officer on Monday morning (go line up there before the place opens), they could help.
thanks for the tip. i will go to meet god himself if that's what it takes....
@ nin
guilt is good. it makes the world go around.
@ sim
guess i should be grateful to your teachers then!
thanks for putting up with me yesterday, and sorry if i bit your head off at any time..
@ sim
huh?
hey.. update ths post man.. the day dint end there.. my invaluable/ priceless advice whch saved ur day isnt mentioned.. so u bettah update ths woman :P
your invaluable advice about punching the living daylights out of a certain someone better remain in the realm of the unblogged, although i will acknowledge your singular contribution in getting me out of the doldrums, man! thanks!
application happened today, at one go.. :)
i mean ven i read the post..i fely god.. i thot go thru dis evryday.. its pretty normal..really..might b harsh on u.. but its normal..
i wake up.. aftr sleepin at like 2.. wake up at 6.. go 2 skool.. 2 submit my pracs jurno n my board proj..but my teachers rject it..
why?
cos the index aint fromatted vel
so the ay at skools a complete waste
but i dnt crib.. i go the nex day n do the index up vel..nw she dnt like the certificate
so it happens.. n it will happen
the choice is with us.. the perception n perspective is always ours.. the way v look at things changes the way things are.
always.
true enough. sorry you have it tough. but its nice to crib sometimes, isn't it?
You are strong enough to accept the challenges of life....
Its like never tell God "Why me" always say "Try me"....
Though i know they are just big talks, but can help during the toughest times...
Have fun.....
thanks again. yes god likes to try me, a lot.
ya be mottiii.. ur damn strong haan... shud wrestle or go play tug o war!
:S