The Turning Point

So it is generally accepted fact that it takes a lot to set me off, I mean people give examples of my patience, seriously they do, it is no exaggeration. But now enough is enough, so I had a fight with my room mate, well to be exact it was not really a fight, I shouted and she just walked out not that much exchange of words and stuff, but one gets the point it was a disagreement. So now there this kind of cold war kind of thing going on between us, where we are giving each other a cold shoulder, now I do know that I may have overreacted a bit but my initial reaction was completely justified. What is done is done, now it is time to move on, but the point of ego comes into play who is going to make the first contact, who is going to be the first one to bow down and talk? And frankly I don't mind being the first one at all.

What could be the worst feeling in this world? Is it the feeling of being rejected, is it feeling incompetent or the feeling that whatever you do you could never match up to the people around you. Or is it feeling all this at the same time. I'm having the worse time one could have, I have just got the rejection letter from another cell for which I had applied for, this is the second cell in which from which I have been rejected, and it is natural to feel bad this, is this not. I mean I had a feeling that the interview for this cell was really bad the moment I was giving it, secondly people in my batch are submitting research papers, winning debates and in general distinguishing themselves whereas I'm proving myself to be the incompetent blob that I am. I really don't know what to do, where to start, feel so utterly completely lost and more importantly so lonely .

So finally after over 2 months I'm finally going home. Yeah home sweet home. As I have mentioned this in the previous post that I'm really not home sick, but still the prospect of good  food and lots of uninterrupted sleep is indeed tempting. Apart from that my  whole hostel id going back, infact I'm  one of the last people to go back. Even right now as I write this post both of my roommates are not here which gives me a lot of freedom to play my favorite rock songs on full volume. But as I was Whatsapping with my friends back home actually made me realize that I'm actually excited to back home. It would be a welcome break from the hostel food and the constant budgeting. But there is only one problem, PACKING. Better get down to it then.  

How I wish that this coming week just doesn't happen, how I wish I could just fast forward no skip on to the next week. Well a reasonable question to ask me right now would be why do I want that, well let's see, I have like just assignments the whole of next week and trust me the assignments don't daunt me as they are not that hard but the people I have to do them with do irritate me, exasperate me and annoy me to such a extent that I think I may require an advocate before I become one. One has to understand that I would have happily and more easily have done individual presentation than work in such a group. Well this is the main reason that I don't want this week to start apart from that is the issue of my gut feeling. I have this feeling, a feeling of dread one might call it about this week, the most dreaded might be a exaggeration but still it is pretty dreaded week of my life. I just wish it is quick and painless. 

Okay readers, I have crossed an important milestone in my life I have completed two months in law school. A lot has happened over these two months, well most of them are assignments and well, assignment but apart from that we also had our first internal moot court. Well just one and a half month into law school and we had our first moot, you could imagine how lost I felt, but I don't know just standing there and staring the judge in the eye gave me a Alan Shore like feeling. Well apart from that we use must of our free time searching for cheap deals on food and planning birthday parties for friends( I live in a hostel) .Seriously we throw a lot of parties, I have personally helped in the organization of three birthday parties in the span of two months the last two of them just a week apart. So now I would jump onto the next issue which if any of my readers are living away from home would probably have encountered i.e. home sickness, well to be frank i have not felt home sick at al