A Year that was!

Okay, we are coming to end of one scam-full year and luckily without the terrorists giving us our monthly wages in form of attacks.If you are thinking I'm gonna write about politics,NO, just wanted a political start after all I have been writing to an online journal reporting on legal issues :)
Leaving the political as well as my personal diary for the year aside, this post "A year that Was" is not related to "2010-that was", but my first year at college that was :) :) .
Suddenly felt like digging my mind for all those memories but definitely I don't wanna relive them, just that its nice to think about all that and to appreciate yourself for the mental strongness you had even at such an young age.Definitely 17 compared to 20-21 is quite young and mad.
Thanks to the song that reminded me of L-212, our very own room that lodged six maniacs.Dunno how we managed to be in that small a room with exactly just three cupboards.I remember the way reeni came to me telling that I would be sharing my room with five others and how I could share my cupboard with her, and that moment my throat choked and my eyes filled with tears.Am i really gonna stay with 5 ppl??and is there no cupboard for myself??? I remember the way how eventually all of us forgot about it but rather learnt the art , in fact masterd the art of adjusting.With just one plug point, and five laptops and six mobiles.God, I'm so proud of us when I think about all that.
I remember the way all of us wrote apology just for the sake of playing music :P, I remember the way we had to clean the corridor because someone had forgotten to close the tap that ultimately resulted in flooding our rooms, and our several interaction sessions by the end of which we were embarassed in every possible way :P :P.
Our walk in the IMS, the park, the race course and the happiness out of listening to music with all the lights switched off after coming back from dinner.
The way we enrolled ourselves for the tug of war and went till the finals and ultimately lost to the "Mighty Nighties" and with me and arthi ending up with a BAD sprain that we couldn even get up or look what was happening on the other side of us.
And the way I got caught on the very last day of first year in the middle of the corridor with a cake in the hand at 12 in the night and asking a woman for a match box to light the candle and realising after few seconds that the woman was none other than the deputy warden and when I look around for help ,there was not a single soul as all of them had realised it was her and safely went inside and locked the door.I don't blame them, they called me a million times to come in, in that excited mode I didn't even recognize it was the deputy.
There could have been a lot of not really comfortable things that could have happened, why I'm not writing it here is,one-I dont remember them, two-I dont want to rememeber them, three-we were kids then ,four-I don't wanna mention it in my blog cos it'll not get erased with time ,it'll always stay and I don't wanna remember or read them :)