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April 9, 2008
Well, I’m sorry for not updating the blog all this time. I won’t say I didn’t have time - I had loads of it. I won’t say I got over the whole blogging thing - I still read random blogs EVERY day. I just got tired of writing about my wonderful life. I also got tired of writing about movies, cricket and software.
Before I came to London, I had big plans for this year. I thought I’d go around places, and I’d have real fun roaming on the streets (Yes, I’m one of those types) of this city. But, in my first two weeks here, I realized that this city wasn’t for me. Look, I appreciate all the old buildings, the culture and the heritage; but when every building, every house, every person looks just the same, you can’t help but start not liking it at all. Atleast I don’t. The arty-farty history-loving types love this kind of slow, dull life; but I’m from a City where there are traffic jams on roads at 2 AM. I don’t exactly like empty streets at 8 PM on a weekend.
Anyways, I thought LSE would compensate for what this city couldn’t. But, guess what? The buildings in LSE’s campus look like they are some big, dingy warehouses. Again the same old, heritage buildings. Some one donate some glass to these people. The teaching in this overtly-hyped university is no special, either. We have drunk profs, pregnant profs, fainting profs; but sadly we do not have professors who can teach properly. Well, a couple of them are really good, but when you pay 17000 pounds for your course, you do expect good professors. Anyways, LSE even managed to screw up the exam scheduling. Apparently, something went wrong with their gizmos on the day when they were to announce the exam timetable, and it was delayed by a good four days. All I want to know is what were they doing for the rest of the year? I mean I know it’s tought to come out with a timetable for 7000 students, but they had two terms i.e. 20 weeks for that.
Thankfully, the people in my hostel have been nice. There are super-intelligent, know-it-all, geeky people; and there are people like me who waste two hours drinking tea at 1 AM. There are playboys with multiple girlfriends, and there are people with oil wells but no girlfriends. There are extra-curricular freaks, and there are people like me whose only extra-curricular activies are sleeping and watching stupid TV shows. There are the I-am-a-socialist type politicial minded freaks, and there are the first-word-I-said-was-DCF type banking despos. In short, we have everyone. Forget Times Square. Come to Passfield, but don’t eat the dinner here.
Well, as you would have guessed by now, I haven’t exactly loved my time at this most appropriately named school (Think about it - ‘London’ School of Economics), but it was too late before I realized that I can’t live anywhere except the country of my birth. It was too late to bell the CAT, and it was late too do anything else. Guess what? It’s late now too. It’s 3 AM, so I should better sleep, or I’ll be late again. For Breakfast. So long. Ya’ll dream of your girls, and I’ll dream of my Popo cops.
