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MY COLLEGE

college (the regret).

it has given me a totally different experience, I still can't get over it, I am still unable to accept this thing
maybe because it was the first time I was away from home and away from my people. I did my schooling and +2 in my home town
I was always with my school friends whom I know from my 4th standard. when I joined in this present college that I am studying I suddenly 
felt like another world for me.so many unique mentalities, so much selfishness I am facing now, nothing feels like real there, maybe people 
are meant to be like that I am new to that kind of environment, I don't know how much time it takes me to accept this already its been 2 years.


problem is not with the course or subjects, the problem is with people and ....and people. I am really confused with their mentalities
I don't know what do they want from me, they only talk with people for some benefit it seems, or maybe I feel like that

and my faculty I don't know what their intention is. what do they try to do. the majority of the faculty is just graduated. they doesn't even try to understand student psychology. they only do show their  attitude, ego, every thing.there is not even one person who teaches wholeheartedly which makes class interesting................sometimes it feels like hell. I am still unable to attend my classes regularly for a week...huhh!!..... I hate my college and people there!.,,,,4 more years aaarrrhhh!!!


                                                                                                              -mystery girl

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