Tag Archive: Procrastination


Okay. So it’s been a pretty long since I wrote my previous post. I was just absent due to my sheer boredom, a lack of happening life, my dull brain which was busy sucking on funny cartoon series.

My birthday went great. My sweet babe made my dream of having the perfect birthday come true. After that nothing great happened.

Anyhow, my college is about to open up in an another day and a half.

Am I looking forward?
–> Well, I was initially – till I didn’t get the shock that companies would be coming to recruit us in just few days.  Down

Am I geared up for something so huge and equally life changing?
–> No. Apparently I’m not even remotely eligible for it. Which totally sucks.

Another shock I got just a few minutes back, while I was accidentally surfing up my future, that I’m too late for that too.

So in short, I’m screwed up from top to bottom, without a glitch!

Am I scared?
–> Yes. Because I know most of my friends will be out, happy and joyfully in just a matter of few months with their aspirations and dreams in their hands, and I’ll be as usual just sitting and singing the songs of my procrastination.

Also the fact which scares me to death is : how I’ll tell my parents about my failure.

At times, I feel as if I should give up on everything.

Will it really make a difference?
–> I was a nobody and will be a nobody!

I thought I’ll make my parents proud, I’ll make them feel that I’m not who they think I am. But dang! I just let that dream of mine loose too. I feel frustrated, weak, incompetent. I have let myself down as usual. My perfect dream of having a  perfect life is perfectly shattered into perfect pieces. I feel like a loser. A mere weed in the ocean of beautiful pearl producing oysters.

They say, don’t lose hope. Everything will be alright. Also when God closes one door, he opens another one for you.

Failure

My question to them: When?   

Want To Hear A Joke?

So, I’ll continue my title here..

The funniest and lamest joke ever to be heard?
Ans: MY COLLEGE.

Definitely hands down on this one.

Reason:

Well, these days I have my external (major/final) practical examinations going on for my current semester. First one was on Friday, the 13th (Sounds spooky, right!). So, we had two vivas today (16th, Monday). From 10 am to 5 pm (as per the schedule). And our class of 60 students is divided into 2 batch – Group A and Group B. Group A (the initial roll numbers) had Data Warehousing viva from 10 to 1 pm; while Group B had OOSE (Object Oriented Software Engineering). And for the next time slot (2 – 5 pm), subjects were swapped for the vivas.

Our first viva (Data Warehousing & Data Mining) started (not literally) at 11.00 am. This is the end term/semester practical exam, I’m talking about here, which actually changes our final result.

So anyhow, 11.00, we are sitting in the lab, waiting for our teacher to turn up. We ask our lab assistant, when will any of the teachers (either our subject teacher or our external teacher) will turn up. The tape was kept on loop for half an hour lullabying “5 mins, and he’ll be here.”

Finally, at 11.30, our sweet-ass assistant comes up and announces that we can do whatever we want as our final experiment from our files. Oh! How lucky we felt at that time! All of my group members, ran for their files, copied whichever experiments they felt were easy for them to explain to the external teacher. It hardly took us 15 mins to get our jobs done.

Again, we started pestering our assistant teacher, asking when will our teachers arrive for the viva. Monotonously he replied, ” She is from USIT (another school, from our university). And she said she will be here in sometime”. So we sat there, re-revising every possible thing we could. DWDM seemed an easy subject. You could speak or debate on the topics in this somehow.

Time: 12.00 pm

No sign of any of the faculty or external teacher. Sick and tired of the text, we gave away with our warehousing and started preparing for our next viva.

Time: 12.30 pm

Our external finally turns up. We breathe a sigh of relief. She starts with our viva. She asked us 2 questions, and our answers to both were futile. So my expectations of having a good nice scoring viva, swept away like the inscriptions made on the sand during a full moon day, in just few mins.

PS: This is just the end of Group A story. Group B’s external hadn’t even turned up till now, even hours after the scheduled time of their viva.

Time: 2.00 pm

The scheduled time for my next viva. OOSE. Group B students are forcefully made to leave the lab. We take our seats. Our teacher allotted us the question we did in our files. We start writing. No clue about our OOSE external. Both the groups are literally exhausted.

Time: 3.30 pm

She finally turns up. And that teacher is talking like jungle-es. She takes group B’s viva first, who are already done with their second viva. And then our turn. My jaws actually fell open with the kind of questions she asked and the way she was talking to all of us. So anyhow, by 4.30 we were done with our vivas.

End of Part 1.

Part 2:

Our batch has the highest number of students who failed to secure even the minimum defined percentile of attendance, which is 75%. We are around 41 students out of a bunch of 60-65, who are being “apparently detained” for not being regular with the lectures. And I have the least = 43%.

So our bloody dean, asked us to get our parents to college (Oh, yes. 3rd year, and we have to bring our parents to meet and talk to some teacher, sign an undertaking form for having a short attendance and acknowledging the fact that we can get detained next semester for failing to do the same).

And our head of the department for our branch, is such a jerk, that he is not letting us get away with it easily. So on wednesday, we have to go to college with our parents and sign a stupid form.

And I actually got bored and over with the aggression I had with my college, and few other intimate things in my life which were killing me. Because I actually started writing this from 7.45 pm and right now it’s 1 am. 😛

I had to deal with a lot in between, ranging from my mother yelling at my younger brother, to the same. And passing away few mins here and there, just made it more jaded.

So, I’m off. And I won’t be taking my folks to college for such a silly thing.