The Bigger Bang

Assignment week turned out to be the first heart attack(among many more to come). The week after that, is proving to be worse, and of course the marks are here

Maths wasnt as bad as I expected it to be. Got 21. Its fairly decent I guess, but for the problem on the circumcentre, where I took a side which wasnt mentioned in the problem and hence the 4 marks.... If only I had read the question properly I could have scored better. But introspection is getting me nowhere

English was pretty good. Lost 3 marks only in word limit. Well, we cant get 25 in it. So its ok I guess.

Chemistry = Disaster

The lowest I've scored in Chemistry till date. Never gotten below 20 so far... It was a pretty huge shock. But then again, I guess, the merit card remains... I shouldnt crib.

Last year, when they announced the first list, Krishnan sir had come to class. He called me and a friend and said, " Very good. You've gotten it in the first list, you definitely wont find it difficult to pass next year!"

And all we did at that time was laugh. Now I realize what he meant. Though 11th isnt really as mortifying as the seniors made it out to be, as in, failing the first assignment with a 7 on 25 or something like that, it still remains a big jump from tenth.

Onto better topics like school and football...

School is pretty monotonous nowadays. The only periods we really look forward to are the WE and PT periods.. .And of course recess time is absolutely worth it

A typical day begins with last minute reminders about homework and observation work etc. The remaining time before the start of the day is usually spent out of class, chatting with friends or most likely, sharing biology woes.

Then Subhshini maam comes to take attendance and finding all of us out of our places, some out of the class room, and the eternal state of disarray, orders us to calm down and finally walks out of class

Maths, begins with the great teacher strolling into class and immediately, we start writing notes.. And occassionally a sum here or there. And of course, how can one forget the jokes he makes? The so called jokes rather. But one positive aspect is, the boys bear the brunt of the cruelty, and we girls are fortunately spared, even though we are subject to some amount of torture, with his usual, "Oh my god, Allah Jesus, Krishna" rant....


Physics is pretty interesting. Shivkumar sir has a way with his words. His class is interesting to say the least. There never is a dull moment. Usually it begins, with him asking N.Kaushik to get up and keep his lunch bag in the shelf...... Then if anyone proceeds to ask a question without getting up, his response is something along the lines of "Stop pulling a Kaushik on me"

Chemistry is fine... Atomic Structure, molarity, molality, all sounds the same to me. We usually use the period to catch up with homework, as is Maths. But somehow, manage to keep the cw up to date!!!

Biology... The class meant for pure torture. Today, I really dozed off during class. I stayed that way for a good 10 minutes, before Naren spotted me snoozing and prodded me with a scale till I woke up. And it didnt help matters any that he slept just minutes after that. I tried waking him up after the class had ended, poked him with a bloody steel scale, but I guess the boy can sleep through an earthquake. I had to retort to wacking him on his head, and when he gets up, he had the guts to ask me if the teacher had left. Bloody self centred hypocrite...

The Bio period always passes in extreme boredom, so me n Sharadha spent the rest of the class, pointing out various leaves and trees that we could see outside the window to the teacher and asking her if they were the same variety as she was explaining to us. She wasnt really happy when we pointed out to a mango tree and asked if it were an australian acacia, but well, it served the purpose ;)

Its really hard to just keep your eyes open in class. Or otherwise, we utilize the time for playing games, and catching up on our lost sleep. But that latter is made impossible. Patricia somehow finds a way to catch me dozing off. :(( In Chitra's class, this is absolutely impossible as she always starts directing questions towards anyone who is about to fall into the blissful realm of sleep

She is another story altogether. In her class, we get to do or watch presentations on useful and highly interesting topics like AIDS, HIV awareness, what the difference between being a HIV +ve patient and an AIDS patient is, Drug abuse, peer pressure and how it lead to drug abuse, alocholism, smoking among teens and all other innovative topics.....

Practicals are pretty decent as compared to theory classes. We go about scooping potatoes to make osmometers, and all the while me and Pavi were engaged in a deep conversation about how it would be if the potato was replaced by a frog. Sick, I know......

The osmometer is supposed to be a scooped potato, in which we fill in sugar solution and mark the level with a pin. Then later we can observe that the sugar solution level has increased or something like that. I wasnt really all that attentive, actually. But it was fun scooping the potato. And Pavi, continued to freak me out, by offering vivid descriptions of how it would be if we were scoopin the intestines of a frog. ~shudders~

The sugar solution level, in the osmometer which we made, didnt raise as expected to. Unfourtanately, the whole solution had spilt down into the petre dish, thanks to the hole in the potato that we made by scrapping it toooo much....

But other than all this, foot ball was a lifeline and now that its gonna end this Sunday, we are clinging onto the thoughts of excursion to get us through....

Wimbledon is progressing pretty good this time too! It was pretty shocking to watch Mauresmo slaughter Sharapova. But, by God, that woman's got a powerful drive.

Well, off now..... I had this post all written out yesterday, but damn the server, it never published. The title alone got published. Successfully installed broadband in my house today, after such a long time. Hope the server doesnt hang up on me this time!