Life after the last post.

One month. One fucked up month. Finally I get a chance to blog. These thirty days were probably the worst days I've had in my 16 years of life.

The last time I posted was on 14th of November. After that, I couldn't think of anything to write for 4 days (to be honest, even in the previous post I hadn't typed anything, just posted my own essay). I thought I'd get ideas after college starts (don't ask me why).
How wrong I was.

19th November- College starts

And we mass bunk on the first day itself. I kinda betrayed my classmates cuz we had decided to skip the practical as well, but I attended the pracs :P. So the whole day I was practically lying at home, doing nothing. Being a potato, as my friend says (go figure). So nothing special about this day.

20th November- The fail plan

So my college had this really big, beautiful lake, and two of my friends from another college wanted to see it, badly. So I called them over. But our plan of getting in was foiled by the stupid watchmen. Bloody idiots, always let people enter the college after they enter their names in the register, and that day they didn't. So like always, we roamed on the streets, got ourselves tanned, and then went to McD just because we wanted a place to sit. And though the plan was to come to my college, I ended up in their college instead. How ironic.

21st November- Musical

One of the colleges in my city had this fest going on, so me and two of my friends(who were in the same college, and actually are the same ones who I mentioned in the last para) decided to go. We went for this band event, which was pretty good, except for one thing. They made the audiences sit. In an AC hall. Like a fucking wedding reception. Apart from that, the bands were good. Most of them played covers of famous songs like, I want it that way (Backstreet Boys), Rolling in the deep (Adele), 21 Guns (Green Day), Californication (Red Hot Chili Peppers), etc. The band which played Californication were especially good.

22nd November- Light up the world

Today I was too bored to attend college so I thought I'll sit at home and do nothing. Just then one of my friend told me about these street lights that she had discovered while on a walk. So she asked me if I wanted to check them out. Considering I wasn't gonna do anything anyways, I said ok. And I sure didn't regret it. The lights were absolutely beautiful and mesmerizing. I felt so peaceful by just standing under those multicolored lights. Words can't explain how I really felt at that moment. I took some pictures which I have posted below.

23rd November- Shit

Worst day of the year. I'll keep it short cuz I really don't wanna talk about it. So I go for the last day of the same fest which I mentioned before, for a dance event me and my friends wanted to see. We reach there and they announce some actress is gonna come to the fest. Hurrah. Security tripled. And people who are inside can't leave the campus until she comes. Plus events are delayed. And in the end, the bitch doesn't show up. Me and one of my friend were stuck there till 7. Bastards.

24th November- Shit- Part 2

I wake up with a high fever. Dunno why. Maybe yesterday was so stressful that's why, I think. Not completely right. I survive through the day with some tablets and meds.

25th/26th November- Somebody kill me

I again wake up with high fever. But this time, it invited headache over and both of them had a great time together. My head was about to burst and I seriously wanted someone to chop it off for me. Yeah, that much pain. I somehow survive through the day with painkillers and then mom took me to the doctor, who sees not much wrong about the weird headache. Even the next day is kinda same, just the headache is a little less. But still it's there. Still I wanted to chop my head off.

27th-30th November- Eye see your problem

Wow, my luck doesn't get more better than this. I have a swollen eye when I wake up. And so here's another visit to another doctor. He says I've got sinusitis. Yay. His meds work better than the first doctors. I'm still pissed with my life. Why, why, why.

1st-4th December- Life's a bitch, karma is a bigger bitch

I skip classes, college. Sit at home and groan and moan. My eye gets better, but the sinus doesn't wanna leave me. It loves me so much. And even the fever returns. Great. Just great. And before sleeping I notice my eye is starting to swell again. Fucking awesome.
2nd December, I don't get to meet one of my best friends on her birthday, cuz of this shit. I remember, during the first week when college re-opened, I had lied to that English teacher that I couldn't come to college cuz of some sickness. And karma had other ideas for me.

5th-6th December- Truth

I visit another doctor, this time an ENT specialist, who was pretty experienced. One check and he says I've got some "acute pus sinusitis" and I may need a surgery, though there was a minute possibility of me getting well with his medicines. Cool.

7th-8th December- Another visit

Wow, I wonder how many doctors I met during the course of this shit. I meet a surgeon, who had operated on my dad some years back for the same problem. And he confirmed that I needed a surgery at the earliest, maybe 2-3 days later. Awesome.

9th December- Here it goes

I got admitted to a hospital early in the morning so the surgery could take place as soon as possible. At 10am I'm taken in the operation theatre and the surgery goes on for an hour and half. Obviously obviously I don't remember anything, cuz I was on full anesthesia, neither did I have an astral projection (which my friend hoped would happen with me). I gain consciousness after about an hour after the surgery. And they tell me I can't eat/drink anything for four hours. FUCK. My throat was parched, and I desperately needed to drink water. I don't know how I survived those four hours, they seemed like four years. The rest of the day, I mostly slept.

10th-12th December- Survival

I. Hate. Hospital. Food. It's as if they don't buy salt at all. Plus I couldn't eat slowly cuz my nose was bandaged, and I had to breathe with my mouth. But thank God they didn't prohibit outsiders from bringing food. So my aunt sent me chicken sandwiches and the next day, my cousin sis brought chicken gravy for me. Phew. I got a discharge on the third day, and boy was I glad to get out of that depressing building. I don't know how doctors, nurses, ward boys, etc survive in hospitals. It's mentally tiring to stay in there.

So now I'm back home, with one week bed rest orders, and I'm pretty much bored as hell. And as much as I hate it, I wanna go back to college and classes just to get back to my normal life once again.

I hope someone read the whole thing (I doubt it) cuz I know this one was boring.

Anyways, I'll be back with a better post the next time, until then adios.