The good old two years

So I write my first article. And i guess, it is perfect to write about my two years, in The Study, 11 n 12th, which i guess has all ingredients and even has all spicy things from St Pauls, my alma mater.
Off late, I've come to know from unknown sources (viz Sufy, Anisha and some others), that I've been real time RUDE to teachers, batch-mates and every living or non-living thing over there.
It starts with one thing, yes, indeed, one thing, of not telling my dad, that I am joining a co-ed school. With many of my friends rolling in, it actually didn't seem much of a difference between SPS n The study in terms of my friends. Even Siddharth joined it in 11th. ( and in SCIENCE, with some of his 'close' friends).
Soon after, the ubiquitous ever powerful speeches of the incomparable unchallenged saga of Shrimali sir, BEGAN. The very first day started with a mammoth diagram on the board of all realms of physics, and that we'll be starting with Special theory before newton's laws.Everybody HAPPY. Oh man !!
Soon after however, he began with, what he can, and we came to believe what we had heard.
And the rest is all history ...