After the end of holidays' gloom was over, I prepared to enter my third year of engineering education in my university. I'll tell you, it's not one of the pleasurable things you do in life but somehow the previous exam results are a pretty heavy reminder or more to say compeller, I started eschewing seniors for advice on books, materials and staff. After the first part was over I had a solid list of books to search for. I travelled a lot to my usual places and began to buy them second-hand (Buying those books first hand could cost more than the tuition fee for that semester) All the while having a good time with some novels to read. These happened to be the byproducts of books searching. After I'd gotten over them, I went for some quiet, peaceful time at home. Then the college started.
Without much fuss we settled down in our new classes losing some friends we had in last semester (which was a good thing and a bad thing, depending on the considered people). The class room was stuffy and hot as hell. The architect (should I even call him that!!), made two small openings for a classroom. These are such idiots who are fit to be deemed Jews in Nazi reign. Anyways the most forgivable guy in my story was him, so without further ado, let me tell you what I wanted to say"Life, here in my university totally, unconditionally, irrevocably disgusting and it sucks!!!"
They had changed two more of our critical rules this year regarding exams, Revaluation was not meant for the middle-class and the schedule of the mid-terms were split-up and distributed that we have to study throughout the year (God, I hate them !!) They had also filled our free hours with tutorial classes whom the rickety, rackety, old professors wanted to take. Again when I thought it wasn't my fault, someone reminded me. It was me who had chosen years ago, however I had never thought of that and all.
This I adios from me,
Alan.
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