1/07/08
Dear Diary ,
It was my first day of senior college today . It was everything I expected and more. I honestly don't feel like it's going to be a tough year.
But just to be on the safer side , I'm mentally preparing myself for the natural calamities at college. Professor problems , Bunking problems , Guy problems , Grade problems , Sitting next to someone who hasn't had a bath since a year and so on and on. It think I'd be alright.
It's been amazing to move into a higher grade with my best friends. Sunaina , Nadia and Sameera haven't changed a bit throughout the years , unless you talk about puberty because then , yup they definitely have changed .
Sunaina being the eldest of us four , definitely doesn't look like the eldest . She's 18 , and the rest of us still chasing that legal age . Well , at least it will make us legal to vote and drive. India rules and all .
But over all , I think I'm in for a great year.
My professors are great , except for Mr Dubey who in all honestly sucks . That man is heartless and feeling less , I pity his family . That is if he has one. Which I sincerely doubt.
Anyways , that is all for today dear diary
Mood: Happy enough to not mind the tasteless dishes cooked for dinner
Love,
Myrah
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Disease Called Love
CasualeWelcome to India , one of the most diverse country . Here , all religions stay together . But not exactly together . Meet Myrah and Junaid , whose lives were destroyed by the word ' love '.
