Wednesday, April 28, 2004

At last, its the final lap. The past two weeks have reminded me of exactly how much I hate finals and projects. Why is it, though, that now every damn teacher demands a 'formal presentation' with a 'formal report' and a 'formal Viva'?

Instead of studying for my DBMS final, I enjoyed several packets of two minute noodles accompanied by Douglas Adams' A Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. Good stuff, and I'm still tension-free, unlike most of my classmates who are probably at the uni swotting in the library at this very moment. Guess it's high time I join them and learn something that will come in handy in the exams. It's wierd though, Patel Sadaf and I were just talking about the fact that neither of us feel any sort of tension about the exams now, just a sense of mild relief when they're over.

Damn, just burned breakfast. This cannot be a good omen for the rest of the day.

Update, four hours later: Yep, as predicted, the exam sucked and I am stuck doing the one thing I absolutely loath: waiting for other people.

Misha at Wednesday, April 28, 2004

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