Have you ever started your day waiting for it to end? My saturdays are usually like that.... As soon as the day begins, I wait for it to end... every class is a hurdle I have to cross and reach the horizon (in my case, the weekend)... Before every class I am tempted to bunk, but I plod on... trying to keep my eyes open... trying to absorb something into my overflowing brain. And when it is 5 pm and I am on my way back to the hostel, there is a triumphant smile... I am proud of myself and exhausted. I wait to arrive in my room, laden with lemons, books, food etc. and relax.... Hmmm.... Zzz...zzz...zzz...