End Semester Blues.

The boredom of being surrounded by job talk and app talk.
Strained Si/Compressively strained SiGe dual channel MOSFETs and their troubling threshold voltage curves.
Retorting to my professor every time, which isn't helping the cause.
Making the last effort to get over That 70s show by watching the whole boring 8th Season in one stretch.
Coming to know of the babe value of Mila Kunis as a result, and watching the older episodes in a new light.
Refusing to take the solicitous advice from father.
Deciding not to spend more than a year of my life working for a corporate, finally.
Frequenting thoughts of an old friend and the mistake he made in life.

Anyway. For all you 70s show buggers. Here's a review of the whole thing.

Season 1.
Season 1 is not in the same class of seasons 2 and 3. Its doesnt have the flow of the other seasons and most of the humour came from Fez alone. Donna is a drag and Jackie hardly had any part to play. Kelso is good as always. Hyde comes to his own in the second half of the season. Yeah, about that. This season has some of the best circle scenes in the show. The best performer of the season without doubt is Eric. His adolescent naivety carries many episodes like Streaking, Battle Of The Sexists, Drive In, Thanksgiving, First Date and Prom Night.
The Top 3 Episodes :
That Disco Episode (Totally hilarious)
Thanksgiving (Sleazy humour. But very very funny)
The Water Tower (In this one Kelso falls of the water tower while the gang was painting a giant pot leaf on it. At least one guy falls of the tower in each of the eight seasons)

The Exam Hall

Wandering eyes.
The morning cold stings through the long metal armrests on either side.
The girl in the front row tucks away her pen. She'll crack the test because the questions paper is probably the same from last year, and she would have solved it two times over. She yawns as she looks around and touches her curls. Daylight gleams of her white skin. I want to hide inside her. Know her dreams.
I get up and walk towards the water can to sneak a look from the front of the hall.
Two men walk around for the signatures
White answer sheets. Fountain pens. The aisle rising up and narrowing down.
I am empty. In the middle of daylight. And dreams.