So you wanna go to MIT?

I'm hosed. If I didn't say that before(but I did), I'm hosed. It's in this hosiness I went for my MIT interview today...11 AM(thats Ahana Standard Time for waking up, so...). Funnily enough, I went thinking that because the standard interview lasts 45 minutes, I'll palpitate for a half hour and begone. Boy, was I ever wrong.

First odd thing: I wore preppy clothes. A skirt!! Believe it.
Second: A ginormous house greets me. It's damn hot, so I'm sweating before planned.

Right, so a guy, 62 years old, greets me and my dad and we go in. First questions first: SAT score, about the LHC, prospective majors. Then over and over, 'whats so great about me' ...yeah, so I vomited my resume and all that... Okay, so far so good.

5 minutes later: You bully your sister?

10 minutes later: You clean your room?

20 Minutes later: Whats happening in Congo?

22.5 minutes later: Do you help your mother?

22.57 minutes later: There! I knew you were a spoilt kid.

22.573 minutes later: You must watch BBC/CNN everyday.

28 minutes later: I'm talking like a grandfather to you.

65 minutes later: My roommate in college was Amar Bose. (Fricking awesome!)

120 minutes later: Write to on a stamp paper that you'll come back to India. Now bye-bye.

120.0005 minutes later: What's the name of the hall that's 1/8th of a perfect sphere?(Imagine, I forgot that! so nervous...!) Kresge :)

120.00055 minutes: In my car, umm...dazed.

But seriously, it was NOT an interview. It was like a on-to-one discussion, focussing on all my lazy habits. Very pleasant, he was almost like my Grandpa(thank god I didnt call him that, though). Surprisingly, no questionnaire, no nothing. He completely smashed the image of the scary interviewer I had in mind.

But this, apparently, is just first in a series. Brr.

Not to scare you or anything. But it's wise not to take your folks along o.0

And yeah, he also went to Woodstock and spoke to me about boyfriends. !