Nonsense Verse

I've lost my glasses
Can't quite see
Is it four already
Or just half past three

I've looked on the tables
And under the couch
In the cupboards?.. Yes!
and even in the.. *ouch*

Upstairs and downstairs
I've looked all around
Inside and outside
They just won't be found

I get the nagging feeling they
know exactly where they be
And the onlyone who's really lost
Is, in fact, me..


Five out of six interviews are over. Our project is almost done. We need to generate certificates and do a test run. And then finish documentation (100 pages of arbit crap).
Waiting for mica results to come (they're app up, i can't access the site)
*update*
   results are out and i didn't get an admit.. :-( well that's that i guess..
*end update*

I'm awfully tanned from all the time spent at the pool. but not burnt black.
And i am reading PGW again.. Blandings this time.
Taking comfort from old familiar worlds and words

Thanks for all the compliments on my tag-board.
Though i must admit i had to wiki Schopenhauer to *get* the inference.

Almost done with one and a half months of selling my dreams and complying with strange requests
   write an essay
   get xeroxes of marksheets
   get attested xeroxes of marksheets
   get originals plus attested xeroxes of marksheets
   get the records attested by principal registrar or HOD
   get three letters of recommendation
   write a summary of the GD
   write a pre-summary of the GD
   write two extempore essays on topics that were common knowledge last week
   write three attested xeroxes of your principal registrar or HOD

*phew*
and now one more to go
after which we wait
and pray
and wait

even though i can't pinpoint the exact reason i feel like my life is changing faster than i can digest.

maybe it's cos i travelled on my own for the first time. got off at a strange station and caught an auto.

or maybe its cos i'm trying to convince two or three other people that i'm special unique intelligent.

maybe it comes from reliving my childhood in 40 second snapshots to convince someone of lessons i learnt in the sand box

have you ever noticed how everything looks perfect in 40 second snapshots.. Suze's Law of Compression

everything looks nice in compressed flashbacks.
Remember the horror you felt when you got yelled at in class for the first time? or when that really really cute guy asked you for an intro to your best friend? or how you were so bored and exhausted by every single day in college and couldn't wait to get out?

Yet when you reminisce, it all seems full of jokes in the canteen, sneaking out of college, birthday treats and beach hangouts. :)