wow..!!

er...ahem....ya!!! phursat mile to sab bataunga....

long nocturnal walk, 2 cups of coffee, 1 of tea and some hot chocolate

ya thats pretty much all i did this evening, and considering how the day started, i, despite myself, will admit it was a pretty good ending. i woke up this morning looking forward to one of the most awkward, and possibly embarassing, conversations ever. but, hats off to the people involved, it turned out to be neither. so here i am, sitting, typing all this crap while people are busy sleeping,gtalking, jerking off, poring through books, or on the phone. but with all this caffeine in my blood, sleep is so out of the question. well atleast i have my hot chocolate, and in fact, i just finished the cup. but i dont think i am going to modify the title to something like ".........and a cup of hot chocolate", dont think so, it sounds cooler the way it is. i really have nothing to write about. i am talking shit and i fucking know it. but this is exactly what i wanna do right now, although i run the risk of losing whatever little readership i have after this post.so guys.....FACE!

shivratri tonight and our night canteen guy, in a state of utter inebriation, has decided to not open shop, thats the story behind my liquid diet. that reminds me, i have my midsems coming up in a week and i see no escape from the severe punishment my ass is gonna take this time. the problem this time is interesting subjects like electrical, mechanics, have been replaced by shithead topics, datastructures, environmental and safety. they are so boring, they are disconcerting. talk of boring, i really need to clear the air about this movie 'trainspotting'. i mean, what exactly do people see in it? all i saw was nothing but absurd and outlandish stabs at being "abstract". for me, no matter how highly it gets rated in imdb and no matter how many times d361 flashes its poster on its cover page, i wont like it. it was a fucked up movie the day it was released and its a fucked up movie now. only someone as pretentious,as wimp-assed and as sex-deprived, as danny boyle, could make it (ya slumdog millionaire sucked too; but not sunshine, flukes happen i guess).

i have machine-drawing lab 9.30 am tomorrow, a saturday. the fuckbrains of our insti are making us follow last monday's timetable on a saturday. told you life here is shit.


P.S. dont ask me how liquid diet reminded me that midsems are coming up. i am wondering about that myself.

mosquitoes.......!!

ok, so when i wrote the title of this blog i had some other things in mind which i wanted to write and it was mainly about these winged creatures which have so dramatically increased in numbers and are giving me such a hard time, but i just got a phonecall and turns out, at this moment, mosquitoes are the least of my worries. need sleep. good night.

Bunking DS classes

Well, here we go..... Formally beginning my blog from today, first the honours- special thanks to my e-cell senior for introducing me to this thing - i had always thot it wud be a pretty lame thing to do.......... sitting around writing stuff that no1 is actually gonna read; 2nd, to the rapidly heating up atmosphere of rkl for making me feel restless enuf; to sum oder ppl for pissing me off so bad yesterday night dat i HAD to find an outlet; and lastly to our dear and wish-he-was-departed HOD of CSE for making me so very disillusioned wid d concept of classroom teaching that i just bunked 2 hours of datastructures ( at great peril to my attendance) which ultimately afforded me the free time i needed to sit down and type away. There's a lot really to write about, so much that i hav no idea wher to start. 6 months here already and its like i know this place inside out although i get a feeling my real life here is only just getting started. and the way it looks i think i wil stash all my champagne in cold storage. too many frustrations, lot of angst, little compensation. case in point, i am real hungry at d moment and totally not in a mood to drag myself over to hex. so wat i did 5 mins bak is go ovr to d mess to grab a pack of hide n seek (nothing like chewing awy on ur fav biscuits while doing sum writing, innit?). turns out d mess guy is in d common room watching sum ridiculous movie where a woman, face painted black and tongue sticking out, was waving her trident at sum "bad guys" (also black-faced) hu wer scattering away evn before her trident pointed in their direction, all wid heart-rending screams that wud put messrs Wilhelm and co. to shame., all the while acompanied with sounds of bells and conches hitting the most jarring notes possible. so wat i did was call him and d bastard actually says,"dont disturb me during d climax, cum after 5 mins".

_l_ THIS is how i feel about life here at present. i hope things correct themselves in the future altho i dont count much on it. But i gess no matter how impossible the situation might seem to be, u never really let go of ur hope coz at d end of day dats wat keeps us goin....