Dear Diary,
The results for Jee Preparatory Tests were announced today. My rank was 5381 in a test taken by 60000 students all over India, making my percentile score 91.
I thought it was pretty good, till the guy who sat next with me today told me that his percentile was 98 and that I am just one among the useless crowd. I mean , who the hell is he? ,and, What the fuck does he think of himself? Today was the first time i met him in these 5 months in my batch. Thats the thing, unlike school , people here don't want you to succeed, your bench mate changes everyday, and he is an asshole to you and you are an asshole to him, just like all previous days and all previous bench mates.
May be he was right, may be I'm not supposed to make it, but i don't think shit for him, chutiya sala!!
Even the teachers are concerned with the 98 percentilers , we are all the crowd that pays them big money in hope we can make it somewhere. I scored 91.2 % in twelfth studying my ass out, was a 98.3 percentiler in All India level, but still couldn't get to a decent DU college, because according to them , i wasn't good enough.
Even the mess is not a place where you can eat in peace, there are always chattering sounds of students discussing some impossible question of Irodov, or a concept regarding Lebinitz theorem in ML Khanna. My flatmate, an aieee aspirant asked me a question today in the mess, and i solved it just like that, to which the guy in front of me said- "It took you 45 seconds to solve such an easy question, you are on the wrong path dude."
Well, guess what asshole, I may be on the wrong path but i ain't a dickhead like you , pulling down other people.
The thing is I am scared, am scared to death whether I'll make it, Dad has already invested a lot in me. He is supportive , but I am embarrassed.
I just wish these 10 months of coaching get over soon so I can go back home.
Its a mean world, these self proclaimed geniuses scare me even when there are a hundred things I am better at than them, but those things just don't count in the world I am currently living in.
Even the dreams have become nightmares for past 5 months. It seems as if God is also enjoying this just like other laughing pricks. I wanna cry, shout, call for help, but these things don't help in the void I am currently in.
That's all for today. Thanks for listening, I feel much better.
Good night, at least you should have sweet dreams....