Date: 06.01.2009
Time: 7:50 p.m.
Today was the first hectic day of many hectic days my class has in store for itself this semester. Honestly, this is one term which is somewhat scaring people with the amount of coursework right from day one. Usually, extra classes are squeezed into our schedule as the weeks go by, thereby softening the blow. This time, however, when I saw the timetable for the first time last night I was tempted to hurl the coarsest of all abuses, the kind that auto-wallas would probably be using a lot these days, at the computer screen. “Saala ch*****” would be one of the tamer ones that crossed my mind.
It seems a major strain to wake up at the unearthly hour of a quarter past seven in the morning after consistently awakening at ten regardless of the time I had gone to sleep the previous night for a rather warmly comfortable stretch of days. Still, it wouldn’t be quite so bad if I didn’t have a string of classes that tax my ability to concentrate at a stretch to wake up to every day.
The year itself started a day late for me. The time immediately before and after the last midnight of 2008 was rather dismal. Although, things have improved considerably since, excluding the rotten timetable of course. In fact, my writing has suffered — I am usually compelled to write when I am either extremely bored or extremely depressed while I am neither right now. I shouldn’t be complaining though… there’s plenty to do.
I’ve been watching a lot of movies at home lately, with more queued up in my viewing list. There is the two-day out of station seminar that my class and seniors will be attending in a couple of days. Our professors appear to have resigned themselves to the fact that we’re out to enjoy ourselves more than pay attention to what will be said there. I have deliciously spicy, creamy and cheesy macaroni to eat for dinner and there are some (hopefully) interesting events to look forward to later this month and in the coming year.
I am hoping for this year to teach me a lot of lessons that I will enjoy learning for a change, those of patience and self-control especially. And I hope to grow up a little more from six to thirteen, at least. Although I am sure that I’ll be fluctuating between almost all ages from six to sixty at different points of time. It doesn’t matter too much though. I just hope I won’t be told that I look like a seventh grader by the odd ancient stranger I meet at boring social functions.
So to all readers I wish a late but very happy new year! LD out.
End: 8:10 p.m.
Time: 7:50 p.m.
Today was the first hectic day of many hectic days my class has in store for itself this semester. Honestly, this is one term which is somewhat scaring people with the amount of coursework right from day one. Usually, extra classes are squeezed into our schedule as the weeks go by, thereby softening the blow. This time, however, when I saw the timetable for the first time last night I was tempted to hurl the coarsest of all abuses, the kind that auto-wallas would probably be using a lot these days, at the computer screen. “Saala ch*****” would be one of the tamer ones that crossed my mind.
It seems a major strain to wake up at the unearthly hour of a quarter past seven in the morning after consistently awakening at ten regardless of the time I had gone to sleep the previous night for a rather warmly comfortable stretch of days. Still, it wouldn’t be quite so bad if I didn’t have a string of classes that tax my ability to concentrate at a stretch to wake up to every day.
The year itself started a day late for me. The time immediately before and after the last midnight of 2008 was rather dismal. Although, things have improved considerably since, excluding the rotten timetable of course. In fact, my writing has suffered — I am usually compelled to write when I am either extremely bored or extremely depressed while I am neither right now. I shouldn’t be complaining though… there’s plenty to do.
I’ve been watching a lot of movies at home lately, with more queued up in my viewing list. There is the two-day out of station seminar that my class and seniors will be attending in a couple of days. Our professors appear to have resigned themselves to the fact that we’re out to enjoy ourselves more than pay attention to what will be said there. I have deliciously spicy, creamy and cheesy macaroni to eat for dinner and there are some (hopefully) interesting events to look forward to later this month and in the coming year.
I am hoping for this year to teach me a lot of lessons that I will enjoy learning for a change, those of patience and self-control especially. And I hope to grow up a little more from six to thirteen, at least. Although I am sure that I’ll be fluctuating between almost all ages from six to sixty at different points of time. It doesn’t matter too much though. I just hope I won’t be told that I look like a seventh grader by the odd ancient stranger I meet at boring social functions.
So to all readers I wish a late but very happy new year! LD out.
End: 8:10 p.m.
6 comments:
:-) :-) happy new year! tc
The macaroni was nice :D
And you said "saala ch-"? xDDDDDD
Happy new year to u too LD!!
to you too...
have a great one.
and may god give you strength to bear the hectic-ness!
eppy new year!!
:chickendance:
:P
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