I'm writing this with my day practically done, and as I glance at the time – 12:43 AM, January 3rd – I can't help but reflect on how today unfolded.
It all started last night, or rather this morning, when I stayed up watching Romeo on Amazon Prime Video. I know, I know – I should've slept earlier. But there's something about getting lost in a story that makes it hard to stop. By the time I finally turned off my screen and let sleep take over, it was 2:00 AM. I'd set four alarms, fully intending to wake up at 8:30 AM, but surprise! I was up by 8:10 AM, wide awake and scrolling through my phone until the alarms even had a chance to ring. Typical me.
After dragging myself out of bed, I went to the bathroom to freshen up and headed to the hostel mess for breakfast. Nothing extraordinary there, just the usual hustle and bustle of sleepy faces and hurried eating. With my stomach full, I set out for the main task of the day: semester registration.
I reached the department early, knowing there were a few formalities to get through. First, I visited my faculty advisor, filling out the registration form and collecting his signature. Then came the hunt for my grade card. I headed to the academic section and finally got it. Seeing my grades, my faculty advisor made some changes to my form – minor tweaks, but necessary ones. By the time everything was signed, excluding the HOD's part, the morning had slipped away.
Lunch came around at 1:00 PM, and I returned to the hostel mess. I grabbed a quick meal and headed back to my room, giving myself a little downtime. I started watching Under the Dome on Amazon Prime Video, and let me just say, that series is a vortex – it pulls you in so effortlessly. I love getting lost in the suspense and imagining what I'd do if I were trapped in a situation like that.
By 4:00 PM, I needed to get back to the department to secure the HOD's signature for my registration. But of course, nothing goes as smoothly as planned. Ma'am was in a meeting, and I ended up waiting. Eventually, I gave up and returned to the hostel around 5:45 PM, feeling a little frustrated. Waiting like that always leaves me restless, and I needed to shake it off.
Back at the hostel, I made myself a protein shake to refuel and decided to hit the gym. Today's workout was focused on shoulders and a bit of chest. I pushed myself, feeling the burn and enjoying the release that comes with exercise. By the time I was done, it was 8:22 PM. I headed back to my room, took a long shower, and went down to the mess for dinner.
Dinner was chicken curry tonight – one of my favorites. But, as luck would have it, the rice was finished by the time I got there. I had to wait while they cooked a fresh batch. Sitting there, hungry and slightly annoyed, I kept telling myself it would be worth it. And it was. By 9:40 PM, I'd polished off my meal and returned to my room, feeling much better.
The rest of the evening felt like a blur of small, interconnected moments. I video-called my mom's number, hoping to catch up with her. Instead, my brother answered. He said she was busy, so I ended up chatting with him for a bit. It was a good conversation – nothing groundbreaking, just the kind of casual talk that makes you feel connected. I spoke to Mom earlier in the day, both in the morning and the afternoon, just before lunch. Knowing she's doing well always puts me at ease.
An unexpected highlight of the day was my uncle sending me this month's pocket money. It's always a relief knowing I've got some extra funds to handle any upcoming expenses or just treat myself now and then.
As the night rolled on, I found myself multitasking, as usual. While watching Orange Is the New Black on Netflix – which, by the way, is brilliantly addictive – I played BGMI with my friends. We're such a chaotic team, but that's what makes it fun. After that, I switched to 8 Ball Pool, trying my best to outplay everyone and get those satisfying wins.
A friend who also needed to complete semester registration spent a lot of the day with me. It's always nice having someone around who's on the same page, navigating the same maze of forms, signatures, and approvals.
Looking back on today, it was a mix of productivity, leisure, and a touch of chaos. Between the academic errands, workouts, shows, games, and conversations, it felt like a day well spent. Sure, there were little frustrations – waiting for rice to cook, missing Mom on the first call, the HOD's meeting – but that's life, isn't it? A patchwork of moments, big and small, that come together to make the day uniquely yours.
It's past midnight now, and as much as I'd love to dive back into another episode or round of gaming, I know I need to sleep. Tomorrow is a new day, and who knows what it'll bring? For now, though, I'm grateful for today. Grateful for the little wins, the moments of connection, and even the wait for freshly cooked rice. It's the small things that add flavor to life, after all.
Until tomorrow. Good night.