This truly is all in a days work!

Life in college has started accelerating to a point that I cannot believe that just a little over three weeks ago I was cribbing about how I was wasting time, and how I couldn't believe I had wasted nine lakhs to sit around all day playing games.
Now my days are defined by 8.30 to 8.30 classes, six days a week, and frantic movement from lectures to cells and clubs.. and then of course the dreaded assignments.. I cannot begin to explain to you the delirious pleasure a Sunday morning now gives me.
When I first got here, and I was primed for the fantastic party life I'd heard so much about, I would race off into the city a few times a week for some good old urban living. Now however, it's a miracle if I manage to make it to the foot of the hill once a week to grab a few beers... (although I must confess, on the days I do manage, I more than make up for my absence)..:)
But I have to admit, I really enjoy it. For the first time in my life, I'm actually starting to feel like I'm studying about things that I've always wanted to know.. things that are relevant. Alright, so we'll ignore the fact that I'm not the most well read person on a number of things in class.. but I do make up for it with my zeal, enthusiasm.. and quick research..
In the few weeks I've been here, I've discussed the Iraq war, the Kashmir conflict, farmer suicides, Salwa Judum, Picasso, Turner, Bernini, Indian theatre, the Babri Masjid demolition, watched the Matrix, Motorcycle Diaries and Peepli Live (which had to be translated to me line by line).. and its been interesting, stimulating, passionate and sometimes a little daunting.
I dash out of a day of thinking out of the box; questioning what I believe; stepping aside for someone else's view and patting myself on the back for a point well made, to running madly to my Online Branding meets where we endeavour to put SIMC's 'best foot forward'..(I love that phrase.. what does it even mean?!)...From here, your valiant soldier forges on to the cell meet for SIMC Wire (the online news portal) to struggle through my understanding and reinterpretation of the business world...(oh no!).. and just when you think it's over, you discover the mess is serving sludge and you have two hours of reading material ahead of you.
Obviously, when I finally hit the bed, it's with the desperation of a dying woman and there are some mornings I would rather cut my arm off than get out of bed.. but it's worth it because for the first time in my life I can actually feel myself getting educated. And it fills that space in my head that's always felt a little empty.. :)