Random Shahrukh Khan movies (One Two Ka Four, Duplicate, Yes Boss) begin to look like top-class entertainment.

Your favourite pastime is tearing up sheets of paper.

Your daily vocabulary is reduced to: crap, damn, hell, bloody, goddam.

You shoot stapler pins all over the room just to see how far they can go.

You sit blankly at your table, staring at the same sheet of paper for half an hour.

Your diet consists of the 3 C's: coffee, chocolate and Crocin.

You pray for floods, heat strokes, strikes of teachers and the death of G. W. Bush; so that your exams are postponed or cancelled.

You read the "love messages" on the bottom panel of MTV to de-stress.

You do chapters that aren't in the syllabus.

You don't do chapters that are in the syllabus.

You find yourself incredibly fantasising about Goa and Lonavla.

Approximately four times a day, you feel like running away from home and selling coconuts in Kerala.