College Flip

Every morning I wake up and we repeat the same drill that are in the subconscious part of my brain. I wake up and scan around if anyone is studying or using time productively. If they do, I do too because I don’t want to be left out. Nothing personal, not jealousy or hunt down someone academically. I’m just afraid for myself. I’m afraid that I might be down looked by my friends if I fetch low score. I flip few pages and see if there anything I should keep in mind or throw it out of my memory. After that I go brush, wash up and prepare for breakfast and class together.

On the way I meet lots of hot opposite sexes whom I wish to acquaint (not reallyL). When I enter the class, sometimes my mind flip and direct me to going someplace quiet and serene, but I have never changed my direction when I’m about reach my destination. Even if there is risk involved, I make sure I take it or do it. I remember playing volleyball, and assisting team to take over the game when there was rare hope of winning. At the end I concluded: never turn your back on your nearest future because it is never always deleterious. When time comes, our energy or boost of adrenalin can influence a team or even larger group. All we have to do is to make sure that it gives a clear constructive result.

One morning I had to run so fast outside my room and see two hostel cook flip there lid out. It is rare to see two adult fight, especially verbally for man in our society loose patient quickly that we never know when the fist touches the foreign skin. Nothing of that sort happened that day though there was a small cursing part at the end. People who fight will never have a good tomorrow. We won't see in our mirror image but we will be portraying our deeds to others and it will be right in our face. There is always two ways to be famous. Either be a good man or be bad man.

At lunch, I go take the meal, then listen some music. Well music is my only true old friend I have ever made. Neither of us have abandoned our relation in any circumstances. He is there when I’m in a party. He was there when my former girlfriend flipped me and made me feel miserable. He was there in my happiness and grief, and when I was angry. Your true friend may betray and abandon you in time of need but music will never leave you (provided you have the machine to play itJ).

Saturday evening is my favourite because I get to go for walk with friends, grab some booze and have fun. Rest evenings are just a time where I have to write and read. It is Saturdays that reminds me life is like flipping a coin. Every man has a good day and a bad day.