Friday evening again!

It's a kind of an analogy but Friday's are a time I Iook out for because that's when i head to Houston, just like people here get exited for getting time to hit the pubs and bars. I wonder how would people exist here it there were no Fridays! On all other 4 weekdays, everybody hardly looks 'in the mood' but when you see them on fridays, they seem so ebullient!
Anyway, I sometimes feel that I should give driving test soon. Brother has kept a car ready for me, but I hardly can find time to study. Yes, we have to study for driving tests here. But I also feel that I usually get a to and fro ride for $16 which would be equivalent to gas expenses for my own car. THis Chinese dude that I've found is a good find for my rides. Moreover, once I get a car, I'm sure people around in College Station would pester me for rides to Walmarts and HEBs for shopping. Also, I have a roommate who's dying to drive here and if I get a car, he'll surely ask for it on many occasions. Though I love driving, I can live without it for another 15 months.
I don't have anything much to write about today. I am listening to songs of the golden era on my lappy and they are so soothing. 'Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke...', 'Meet na mila re man ka...', 'Kahin door jab din dhal jaaye...', 'Teri bindiya re...'., etc. I just love this 1 1/2 hour drive when I do this logging with such music playing!
Oh ya...the weather here has changed so suddenly...it's become very chilly since the last 2 days. The temperature hovers around 55 deg but because it's so windy, it feels very cold. I took out my woolens already. With each week passing by, I feel 'Oh great! 1 more week gone from my duration of stay here!' Hehe...though it's so insignificant considering the number of weeks that I'll be here but it feels good. I tried a lot but I could not find even a single person who I can call a good friend here. I know you might say that's not possible but it is. I am quite choosy about the friends that I make and I've had a number of very good friends in Mumbai, who really justify the definition of a friend. But here, everybody comes for one's own self and is always at loggerheads with others for marks, grades, internships, jobs, etc. Though competition does exist, but it should not be overtly expressed man! When you do something good, people look at you as if "Saala isko mila, mujhe nahi". And I say in my mind "Maro jaake, mera dimag mat khao. Why the hell don't care about what you did not get rather than what I got???. And this is aggravated by the huge number (90%) of Indian population in my batch. And they bring their chindhi Indian mentality here too. I really appreciate Americans in this regard. They come to class, study, do their own work, get their fruits and go away without meddling into other's lives.
Well by the way, other things that I like about these Amrus are: They smile at you when they pass by even if they don't know you. Everybody does that here. Also, they are quite helpful. But the worst thing here is that they don't know if there's a world outside America. They think about their own selves and feel that whatever they do is right. But still, the culture here is something I cannot adjust to at all, no matter how much I try. I cannot willingly adapt myself to something which is inferior to what I've lived with. Some people may say that I am too rigid but these are my beliefs. I dont like to take the downward stairs in my life and climb a ladder where there's no peace of mind.
Alright then, I shall stop here. Working on the notebook in a moving car makes me dizzy. ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz.......