The Life of an Ambivert

If you were teaching a group of students, or perhaps just the one, what do you think would the basic requirements you expect from a student? Interactive, staying alert and trying to stop your eyes from drooping. Ever since the start of 12th, I have gotten so sleepy, that I have slept successively in every math and physics class I have attended. It's so tiring these days, i cant keep up with class and school and my my exercise routine, all in one day. Today, my dad and I went for a walk early morning, and then i had to go cycling to physics class. All that exercise probably took a toll on my body, i slept within the first half hour of class. Usually I take a sip of water or scratch myself, but today I had none of it. The sir snapped me out of the trance, and told e to go wash my face at the sink. Nothing could be more embarrassing than with everyone's eyes on you while you go to the sink. Granted, it sure felt a lot better then, but in many ways I felt sorry for the sir, who...

It seems as if adults these days, preach a lot, but practice none of it. Every question posed to a student can be dangerous when it comes from an adult, like-minded or otherwise. When you read the news about how people across the world, from illegal migrants to your next-door neighbors are judged and profiled as worthy or unworthy according to their standards in life, it's kind of shocking to notice how much of it is targeted towards students. Being an Indian student, there are a lot of hopes riding on my shoulders to achieve great in life. But sometimes, I realize that I am in the good graces of God. Others might not be so lucky. Here's a example of a man I faced on Friday. I had just finished tuitions and was cycling to a friend's house. She wanted my bike for a trip of hers and I was more than happy to lend it to her. The plan was to meet at the nearest metro station where I would hand the bike over to her and use the metro back home. But I decided last minute again...

It's been a week into my school, but I still find it hard to come into grips with the fact that I am in my last year of school. This year is going to define me as an individual in the universe of opportunities. But yet again, my idiocy has gotten the better of me. I have a speech due this Thursday, a couple of tests this week, I filed an application to become a citizen reporter for the local newspaper and am also applying for a post in the student council. My parents will probably kill me if I do get accepted, because the last time I was a member of the council was in the fourth grade, as a 'Cleanliness Coordinator'. You are probably judging me on that, but I don't mind. When it comes to hygiene, I am most strict. It is almost pertinent for me to keep clean, and keep others clean if they allow me. Sure I may not have the best attributes, but there are a few things that I find myself to be good at. As for my speech, I have decided to do something out of the box, lit...

Wow its been almost three weeks since I posted my last blog. I had gotten busy after my final term exams and distracted by a school trip to a remote campsite in India. Getting a stable connection there is tricky. Of course it would be, when there are more than forty students fighting to upload their latest story on Snapchat. After the short vacation I had to get back to school. The final year of my school life was about to begin. Expectations ran high in every peer. Every teacher was anxious to race through with their portions. It wasn't exactly chaos but it was quite a spectacle to watch the class proceed, pretending that nothing has changed. Surely many have gone through this traumatic experience. Our new English teacher wanted us students to introduce ourselves with our name, our hometown and something special about us. At first, none of knew the answer to that. Something special? The first thing that went to my head was "something weird". When it came to my turn,...