Here Iam… with four and a half months behind me and another four and a half months stretching out in front. (four and a half months is the duration of a semester at my colg). Its as if I have started living my life in parts, each part four and a half months long. Its almost like living a new life in the new semester, which is somehow dependant on the life lived in the previous semester (hence the link). There are new hopes, new targets, new aspirations in the same old college, with the same friends and almost the same routine. I dunno why but I just feel the need to mark the beginning and end of each new semester. Its almost like book-marking some chapters of my life.
I’ve mentioned a trillion times how much I resent change. It takes me a while to get use to things. That’s my way of facing life. Hence if things go out of plan, I tend to become a tenny weeny bit uncomfortable and restless. Though I manage to recuperate almost immediately, the transition is tough. And this time, I really dunno what to expect in the following days to come, considering my sem has started at such an unexpected way. I mean, the beginning has been full of “changes”.
First, my flight keeps getting delayed. Then , I come to know I wont be leaving that day and get my tickets postponed. Next, I come to know that the bus I will be traveling in is a sleeper, not a seater (I know it doesn’t matter…still…:P). Then I realise I will now not be able to attend the first day of classes coz my bus will reach late. Duuno if there is anything more to come.
Huh! So much for a planned beginning. I don’t even feel like blogging these days. Now isn’t that a huge change in itself ???
