What's the problem peeps?

Today was one of those days where you get up with the feeling that everything will be just fine! And then you turn around and you find that things aren't going the way you want them to and there is nothing you can do to stop the hilarity from happening... and what's the point if everything went great? This post wouldn't have been more than a line long, if it had been so!

I had bagged a seat in the bus to college by seven thirty. But strangely, the darned thing didn't start until it was eight fifteen! And so, my whole aim of reaching classes in time were thrown to the wind! And to make sure I felt even more miserable, the lady who sat next to me seemed to have given up brushing her teeth decades ago! How did I know that, you ask? No! I wasn't kissing the woman! It's just that, she made it a point to sigh with her mouth placed exactly in front of my nose as she leaned over me to see if the bus driver was ever approaching.

Now, I have nothing against impatient people...actually I do, but that's deviating from the topic. If you are indeed going to go all dramatic and sigh left, right and center, please do it with a clean mouth! And no sooner had her stench reached my nostril, I was praying the bus start soon! Maybe the breeze would take it away!

And so, after a harrowing bus ride to college, I found myself forty five minutes late for class! I know! I know! I am incorrigible! But hey... just you wait! I was able to answer almost all the questions that were thrown at the class despite missing class. So, there!

And no sooner had theory classes gotten over, Lab sessions started. And I think today was one of those days when every professor suddenly remembers their mission in life and grills every unsuspecting grad student into giving a reply as to why the CRO is not working (the fact that there isn't anything inside it is immaterial, darn it!).

And so, one of the batches got grilled and as I was the first one to do that experiment, I was soon called over and asked myriad questions! And I should say I made every goal keeper in the face of the planet jealous... the way I fielded those questions... I was treading dangerous ground as like always, the equipment had died on me and I had to use the theory behind the experiment to fabricate a plausible answer!
Apparently, one of the boys who was doing the same experiment felt it was against his moral code to do something like that and worked on what screwed up reading the long demented equipment threw at him.

And by the time I was done with answering the questions and finished my own experiment for the day (It was the most annoying, nerve wracking, patience testing experiment ever!), it was five in the evening.

And if you think this was the end of the day's events, you are so wrong! The bus ride back home was just as hilarious. What would have taken any normal metropolitan bus an hour to achieve, that particular bus did in two and a half hours! And all because some pea brain had died and since he was the second cousin of the fifth cousin twice removed of the fourth son of the chief minister's personal cook, he just had to be buried with all the police escort that is normally given to martyrs and other equally silly people!

And now, as I sit in front of the system, typing this post, all I have to say is....

I'm friggin' tired peeps! Good night! =D