Of Birthdays.

Got a break from college today.

Our CM’s father expired. So it was an off-day (nothing to be happy about, I mean I was all set for college when the news came in, so no luxury of sleeping till noon or anything, and, of course, someone died).

Ironically (not really, but from a weird point of view), it’s my dad’s birthday today. It’s always been kinda confusing for me; you see, for such a sharp mind, I never seem to remember birthdates.

I mostly forget my sister’s (she is always bummed about it).

I don’t care to remember my dad’s (it’s not his actual one, as in, it’s just-on-papers)

And mom’s? I don’t even know when it is! C’mon now, nobody knows it, it’s just that I even forget the fake birth date that has been assigned to her by our family (just to make her happy).

I can only imagine what kinda paradise my parents lived in, where no one bothered to record a newborn’s birth date (let alone remember it).

Oh, good ol’ days!

I need a fuckin' time machine.

It’s hard to believe how it’s already been a month of this year.

As I’m growing old and life is catching up on me, it feels as if I’m slowing down. Life is running by me too fast. Mostly I try to remain oblivious to it, or truth be told, I choose to ignore it, but sometimes it does make my head spin.

I mean, it feels like just yesterday when I promised myself that I’ll change and kinda make everyday of my life count, and suddenly, I’m one month down and despite all my efforts I still don’t know what I have achieved in that time.

Can’t really look for help anywhere else, I mean everyone I look at is as confused as me (or even more). Now I think that maybe I think too much. I should relax a bit.

And for that, I’ve this copy of Doctors in my hand and this mirror in front of me (I look in it and try to console myself by repeatedly saying that ‘at least I’m trying’).

Now where’s that pack of cigarettes…

Not only mine, I'm capable of screwing someone else's exam too!

Went to KIIT College today. Camp’s cousin needed some help with his math exam that he has failed to clear in his last 3 attempts.

We would get the paper outside the examination hall, all we had to do was solve it and send inside the answers written on a paper. We solved it and sent it back in about 1 hour, so he was left with 2 hours to copy the answers down.

But, apparently, the sheet on which we wrote the answers was too large for to be opened in the presence of the invigilator, and thus, he didn’t even open it.

Can’t believe so much hard work went down the drain.

Anyway, my initial experiments with my 3^rd attempt at blogging are over today. Now I’m pretty much confident that I can write a post everyday.

Guess I can tick off this agenda from my plan-to-get-rid-of-procrastination.

Position of other agendas, though, sucks right now.

I’ve worked out 16 out of 31 days this month (OK effort I’d say).

Reading is going well too (I’m done with Guide and If Tomorrow Comes, and halfway through Doctors too).

Haven’t really caught up with my engineering studies yet (this was the main agenda).

But at least I’m trying…