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My term as a financial secretary for the English Language Club has officially ended this week.  I spent wonderful years in the board of directors. I learned a lot during these three years, from the day the club was established to this moment. 

I wanted to nominate myself to be a part of the new administration this year but unfortunately I have expired and I cannot do it one more time.  I cannot take that forum and fill in my information again.  Guess I have to move on.

I was Nothing, then became the Secretary General and after that I moved to be the Financial Secretary and I am back to Nothing.  That is the cycle of life  (BTW I am something but outside the club :P)

Anyway, I wish that the club improve under the new administration and more members get involved in organizing events.

What a ride it was!

After three times of justified failure ( I am not a bright driver :P) I just got the driving license.  How horrible driving lessons were.  I hated them.  A robot will not cope with those instructions! Watch out for the clutch, the manual transmission, the mirrors, the cars on the street, the  signs and lines …….etc

Once I passed I was happy not because of that, I was happy because I got rid of those driving lessons and especially the manual transmission part, God how much I hated when I release the clutch before the car starts moving which makes it stop.

It took me almost a year to pass, but the good part is that I passed before the graduation.

They should make cars move by themselves! it would reduce accidents I suppose and will save unskilled drivers (like myself) from being tortured in driving lessons. 

After all, it was a good experience and I learned at least one lesson, never drive a car that has manual transmission!

Registering courses is one of the toughest moments in a journey of a student who studies at the University of Bahrain.  First, any student have to add the subject that he wants in the Early Registration Period.  Then, when the Add/Drop period begins all the students can view their timetable online.  Most of the times students do not get all the subjects (or sections) that they registered.

This Semester, I registered early as usual through the Internet but I could not add all the courses that I want because I should take 7 courses but the maximum courses that one can register online is 6.  Therefore, I had to go to the registration building  and write the courses that I want in a special form.  I was not sure that those forms were credible because of the large number of forms in the box which was allocated for them.

In the registration night, after few months of the previous registration, I was waiting for the beginning of the  online registration to see whether I got all the subjects that I wanted or not.  I was expecting to have some troubles as usual because it became a tradition that I don’t get the desired courses.

Hours ran fast while I checked the Online registration system more than a hundred times.  the clock began to tick faster than before and I knew that the schedules will be online anytime.  I expected that the servers will be down as a result of the masses of students who want to use the registration system.  Moreover, my mind was wondering, "What would happen if they gave me six subjects only?"  soon these question marks disappeared because I checked the online schedule and I had them all. 

I was happy but at the same time I was not.  it was the last registration that I witnessed and I felt that I need some action before I graduate.

The next day I went to the university to stamp the timetable for the last time in my life ( Hopefully), I finished the procedures faster than my expectation which disappointed me.  I wanted to wait six or seven hours in the Queue, but I did not.  I wanted somebody to tell me that I have to make somebody sign at a couple of papers, but nobody made me.  I wanted to see many people that I know and complain, but unlike every year it never happened.

Anyway, I left the university after I met few guys.

The next day while I was checking the courses I discovered that a new elective course, which I wanted, was opened.  I tried to replace it with one of the courses (I hate Linguistics), but a message appeared:

I could not change anything online because I have seven subjects.  Normal students should have between 4 - 6 courses per semester.  Therefore, I had to go to the university again to replace the course.  A large smile was drawn across my face because I could write in my Auto-Biography (After I become famous, or old) that I suffered in registering a  particular course which affected my emotions negatively or crippled my career.  Other people would have written in the newspapers about this incident or blamed the students council for not solving it (Thanks God they are gone, or haven’t they?).

Anyway, I went to the registration at the University campus after a few days and went to the registration specialist  who gave me the course that I want with absolute ease.

I shall miss the Add/Drop period for a long time.

University begins tomorrow……..         

Early at the mornings, I and a friend go out to change our mood.  for the past few days Bahrain looked dead at that moments, nothing seemed to be interesting.  I felt that something was wrong in Bahrain.

Yesterday, I went out again at that moment.  The air smelled fresh, streets were lively and people were everywhere.  It was the first day of school.  While I wandered with my friend, the streets looked more beautiful with all of those lovely kids and stubborn teenagers (Who looked nothing but happy).  Some of those fighting students were waiting for their buses, others were walking to their local schools.  You can also see some guys stalking girls and the other way around sometimes.  In addition,  Roads were crowded, traffic jams occurred all over the place.  Yet, traffic jam was not the only concern for drivers, they have to be double careful because they would never know when a little boy tries to cross the street.

These scenes were amazing, they reminded me of many events which occurred while I was a student at schools.  Passing near my Elementary, Middle and high school made me wish that those days return. 

Anyway, after seeing what we have seen, I looked at ourselves and all what I have noted is a couple of guys who wander aimlessly to find a good restaurant.