Heylos.... Lotsa people blog and everyone has a different story to share. And there are a million thigs people want to tell everyone and a hundred million that they don't. I have never ever coined the teeny meeny details of my life. But today I think I'm going to try that.
"The morning began as any other. I woke up with the feeling that I have all the work in the world to do (which I probably did according to my dazed, sleepy brain but who would ever explain to it that there are others who have a lot more??) and that any minute wasted would ruin everything. Btw all the work in the world consisted of 2 tutorials. And so like a good girl I drag my lazy ass to the table and diligently switch on the laptop. And (duh.... ofcourse I didn't start working) I realised I could spend a few moments in idle gtalking in an effort to wake myself up. That resulted in quite a bit of wasting of my time. Then I did study for some time before I decided that I needed a break and that I can watch an episode of Scrubs while I have breakfast. And so went he morning with a few breaks and a few naps here and there and I only managed to do a few q’s of both tutorials and get late for the first one as a result of which I couldn’t participate in either.
Then after a lunch at Subway came the much dreaded lab. Now despite my efforts to get hold of a log-book I had been unable to do so. The result of which was me sitting in the lab for 45 loooooooooooooongg minutes waiting for my brain to be tingled by the sensations in the atmosphere an produce something that might make a little sense and earn me a few marks too. But ah well life isn’t that miraculous afterall. Or atleast my brain isn’t. And so I strived and struggled and went to get Kalpit’s log-book a few times, all the while feeling like a sly crook(ohh how I hate that feeling) till I finally found it and then it was a breeeeeeze.........
Back to PGP and then it was Scrubs time again. Its really amazing how I can get addicted to the silliest things. Ah man. I must learn to fight and not just think about stopping it. Dinner. And here I am blogging away.”
Well if I was hoping I could be a witty, entertaining writer I think I’m disappointed. But then it was a good time pass. (Is it all that life boils down to???? Passing away precious time!!! The time passes away and all you can do is mourn its loss and cry with regret.) But then I think I’m better at rambling. Like writing about random theories and fantasies of mine. :D That’s all for now. Adios!!!