Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
If Mathematics is a language.....then I'm bloody illiterate
"Maths is a language,the subject is not just about knowing the equations,what we should really strive for is the deeper understanding".Understanding?My a**.I can't even make sense of the signs that are scattered all over the blackboard.
In the past one year,I have grown pretty much used to not paying attention in the class and consequently not knowing a damn about my subjects.But it was probably for the first time that I found myself in a situation where I felt that the teacher is teaching well,that I am paying attention,and in spite of all this I could not make head and tail of the f***ing subject called Signals and Systems.At the end of the class all I could do was to laugh at myself and my pathetic condition with regards to this subject.
But the only heartening fact was that quite a few of the people sitting around me were carrying similar expressions on their face.Maybe I should start slogging.It is not for the first time that I have felt the need.But I guess I should follow this advice:
Whenever you feel like working ,
Wait and relax .. until that feeling goes away .
In the past one year,I have grown pretty much used to not paying attention in the class and consequently not knowing a damn about my subjects.But it was probably for the first time that I found myself in a situation where I felt that the teacher is teaching well,that I am paying attention,and in spite of all this I could not make head and tail of the f***ing subject called Signals and Systems.At the end of the class all I could do was to laugh at myself and my pathetic condition with regards to this subject.
But the only heartening fact was that quite a few of the people sitting around me were carrying similar expressions on their face.Maybe I should start slogging.It is not for the first time that I have felt the need.But I guess I should follow this advice:
Whenever you feel like working ,
Wait and relax .. until that feeling goes away .
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Yes,attendance is very hard!!
This post comes after reading this by Arjun.Consider this situation:
1o'clock at night,OBH is alive,I am in a great mood to do BC(I always am),but I restrain myself.I go around on the 3rd floor,begging for an alarm clock(mine has run out of battery).I finally manage to get one from Bajpai.I finally go to sleep at half past one.
6o'clock...alarm goes off...I start the day with "b****od,kya yaar,band karo saala ise".Then i realise,that I still have just one PT credit and that I have to meet Pradeep today.Then I start persuading myself to get up.After about 20 minutes of grest struggle with myself,I set my foot on the floor.It is cold.I drag myself to the bathroom,wash my face and come back.I change and and wake up Turbo,he gets up,opens the door and guess what..he too starts his day with "b*****od,kya yaar?" I walk unwillingly to the ground thinking of the happy days of the second sem when I would be walking in the same way,because it used be 5o'clock in the evening.I was pretty sure then that I would finish my PT credits easily.
But then a cruel twist of fate,the a****le PT guy marked my f****ing ATTENDANCE wrong and I missed the credit.so here I am,facing the PT monster yet again.
Put yourself in my position and you'll find that attendance IS damn hard.
1o'clock at night,OBH is alive,I am in a great mood to do BC(I always am),but I restrain myself.I go around on the 3rd floor,begging for an alarm clock(mine has run out of battery).I finally manage to get one from Bajpai.I finally go to sleep at half past one.
6o'clock...alarm goes off...I start the day with "b****od,kya yaar,band karo saala ise".Then i realise,that I still have just one PT credit and that I have to meet Pradeep today.Then I start persuading myself to get up.After about 20 minutes of grest struggle with myself,I set my foot on the floor.It is cold.I drag myself to the bathroom,wash my face and come back.I change and and wake up Turbo,he gets up,opens the door and guess what..he too starts his day with "b*****od,kya yaar?" I walk unwillingly to the ground thinking of the happy days of the second sem when I would be walking in the same way,because it used be 5o'clock in the evening.I was pretty sure then that I would finish my PT credits easily.
But then a cruel twist of fate,the a****le PT guy marked my f****ing ATTENDANCE wrong and I missed the credit.so here I am,facing the PT monster yet again.
Put yourself in my position and you'll find that attendance IS damn hard.
Saturday, September 03, 2005
A Blog about Blogging
So,I'm back at this blog after a long time.I did post something on my group blog a few days back.Here's the link if you are interested in that blog too:
http://thebandofbloggers.blogspot.com
Well,I had some pretty enlightening comments from some readers of this blog about how damn boring the posts are.I think that is because I was actually thinking about the topics and what to write,before I actually posted it.Too much preparation going into a post.I realise that I need to make it more natural,more spontaneous.
So,here is a post about my blogging experience so far.
I got started with blogging last year,when the great Smiley,who is always the first one to get on with the latest internet trends and technologies,started a blog and invited me as a contributor.My first post on that blog was super crap.But I thought,I don't care if i write crap.It is a problem of the readers.
Then we changed the url to the present one(thebandofbloggers).Blogging changed from a new hobby,to a habit and then the interest subsided.But even when I wasn't posting,I was always reading blogs.Not those frustoo blogs of some desperate housewives,but some really good blogs.
But recently,actually not so recently,one of my close friends(who also happens to be one of the tolerant readers of this blog) asked me to start blogging again.That is what led to the new memory nuisance on the blogger server,with the url "thedonsblog".As you might have guessed,I am quite obsessed with the novel called "The Godfather".I tried to disguise myself as a deeply philosophical human being in the previous posts.But that is a job that I am finding progressively difficult,especially since my thinking is light years away from that of a philosopher.
I hope this post has been less boring than the previous ones.I think I'll end it here.
http://thebandofbloggers.blogspot.com
Well,I had some pretty enlightening comments from some readers of this blog about how damn boring the posts are.I think that is because I was actually thinking about the topics and what to write,before I actually posted it.Too much preparation going into a post.I realise that I need to make it more natural,more spontaneous.
So,here is a post about my blogging experience so far.
I got started with blogging last year,when the great Smiley,who is always the first one to get on with the latest internet trends and technologies,started a blog and invited me as a contributor.My first post on that blog was super crap.But I thought,I don't care if i write crap.It is a problem of the readers.
Then we changed the url to the present one(thebandofbloggers).Blogging changed from a new hobby,to a habit and then the interest subsided.But even when I wasn't posting,I was always reading blogs.Not those frustoo blogs of some desperate housewives,but some really good blogs.
But recently,actually not so recently,one of my close friends(who also happens to be one of the tolerant readers of this blog) asked me to start blogging again.That is what led to the new memory nuisance on the blogger server,with the url "thedonsblog".As you might have guessed,I am quite obsessed with the novel called "The Godfather".I tried to disguise myself as a deeply philosophical human being in the previous posts.But that is a job that I am finding progressively difficult,especially since my thinking is light years away from that of a philosopher.
I hope this post has been less boring than the previous ones.I think I'll end it here.
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