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exams again

prep vacations began a week ago, but for me they start today. i began ma day with ma usual prep vac routine of clearing the mess on ma table! then sorting out all the notes. i realised some notes were missing, i had misplaced them after the internals, or thrown them in places from wher id probably recover them at the end of engg.

i have already lost ma syllabus copy, n thats jus an excuse for me to keep the pc on (soft copy of syll)

this whole process of organisin myself, n a few phone calls in an attempt to locate notes, n sources of notes consumed over half of ma mornin (round about the time i wud take to read 1/4th of a module)

i picked up the microwave book, for the sole reason, that its the tiniest book we have. i barely read through 3 pages of it, when i realised i needed to fix the viruses on ma pc, (jus another reason to surf the net). ma net routine begins with chekin ma gmail, followed ba orkut, then the etc community n blog updates (so u kinda get the picture of how long i hav been here).

m tryin to inspire maself to get bac to the book.. i wonder how the net's gonna help though, but since i believe that i can find almost netin that i need on the net, i believe i shall b able to find some inspiration too.

once upon a time, i was this person who loved to have everything organised, things done on time, a bound life, i would be well ahead of timelines (now i look forward to extending them). m kind of an antonym of maself now.
many would say "gal its engg!!!!" , i feel its toggled priorities.

"you need to do the right thing at the right time"
............how do u define "right thing" and "right time" when "right" in itself is a conceptual word, and changes with perceptions?
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Anonymous said…
Loved the last statement...
November 8, 2008 at 3:10 PM
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