err..which day is this ?

sorry to start off with a question. and end it abrubtly. like this. However, life seems to be a series of pauses these days. pauses where we catch the breath, relax and take a look around us.

whoever said that life in FMS is easy deserves to be dragged and shot. the dog! if having presentations with idiotic teammates isnt bad enough, having to sit through and listen to even more stupifying presentations is murder on our poor souls.

yeah! had a thought in the class. i think, u see. how in the world do absolute arse-voids and dead-conifers manage to land up through a supposedly rigorous testing procedure and the musical chairs elimination. darn! i have seen some guys here which make the probability theory seem like a wild gander idea. we offer a wide range too; from sex-starved maniacs to lusty nyphomaniacs. batch diversity, u see. and work-experience too

and time tables. why in the world do i have the darndest luck to draw the worst possible time-table existing in the entire universe. all i gotta do is sit in the class... temporarily induced, beta-stage, full-rapid eye movement follows suit within 20 minutes. darn! where is the lecture dude!!

case studies. heard that studs at IIM A do it. then why not let them. might be a good idea.

Air-conditioning..the answer my friend is blowing in the wind! although the altitude-induced low pressure region isnt powerful enough to draw convectional currents heavily laden with moisture for precipitation, the air flow does exist. tleast we believe it does. the other alternative is frightening. guess i should leave them for the seniors. if they can arrange impromptu presentations, they might even arrang instant rainfall too...cheerio guys. you ae doing us one hell of a snow-mobile job.

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