Blaoted ego!

So after a nice Squirrel-ly day, it was time for college on Moday, November 13th, again. As usual, I woke up late and Tina was pissed. She refused to drop me at my bus stop and as it happens with many people, sometimes, my bloated ego comes in the way, and it did that day. Instead of pleading and begging, I stormed out of the house. I knew I would miss the bus. When I reached the stop, no one was there. I took and auto-rickshaw to the Bus Stand from where I took the local bus to my college. I missed the first lecture. Actually, I didn’t attend college that day… I was in and out of college… waste of time.

Here is Rahul – sad and angry, inside the local bus.
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