The General State of Things
7th sem has been a mixture-in different proportions- of hectic work with everyone breathing fire down my neck at the last minute and lazy afternoons when I have all the time in the world for myself.. The lazy afternoons,when all actions of mine are lackadaisical attempts to regain some momentum in reading or writing or some such thing, is what I'd prefer to the former.. But the hectic weeks are what makes me better, I guess. Having survived one of those crazy hectic weeks last week, and done pretty decently at that, I'm looking forward to the next few weeks, which is packed with tests and tests and yes, more of those damn tests, but I think I won't be lacking in time for anything.. because tests are more tolerable than assignments and the records..
Oh, did I just mention records? Records are the reason time became a constraint- a commodity an engineering student usually has in ample abundance-they certainly deserve more than a passing mention here. Hence the elucidation.
Never before did I have to worry about completing records on time. They just happened. But this time around, Eliyahu Goldratt would have taken lesser time to complete the manuscript for The Goal-1 than the time I took to finish putting those antennas on paper. The chaotic activity in our classroom on thursdays before 2o'clock-and the mayhem we cause- is excruciatingly disturbing to the others..But, for the 18 of us who have to present ourselves at 2 in the lab, it's a different story altogether. Come thursdays, batch B3 can be found in the quadrangle-for those who don't mind letting the lecturers know that they're bunking class and writing record, the canteen/juice center-for those who cannot stay without food for 6 long hours, the lounge- for those who prefer to exercise their rights of bunking without letting the faculty know what they're up and about, and last but not the least, our domicile in college- the very own classroom-for those who have the nerve to write a record right under the nose of a stern lecturer, and the ability to get away with it. And then, there are some others, who coolly walk out of the Image Processing class once she takes attendance-and not just to complete records.. That's the catch- she allows you to walk out, and holds nothing against you-apparently- but if you're in class, you have to listen. So, for some people( read yours truly) who'd rather bunk a two-hour session of IP than walk out in front of her eyes, you need some nerve-to sit there and write something else, and some ability-to pull it off without getting thrown out or suffering high amounts of verbal abuse. This, or inexorably getting lashed-verbally of course-by the lab incharge.
One would think we could save ourselves all this trouble by doing the work at home, but surprsingly our batch has stuck to the tradition of no-record-work-at-home, and we've done quite well, coming to think of it! The past week is history, and I'm quite glad.
Yesterday was pleasant, though nothing eventful. Today being a holiday, I've had a longer weekend, and the coming week hardly has any work- tomorrow is a half day, unless I decide to take on an extra lab, and Wednesday also has two hours of classes followed by ten minutes of lab( CCN, right!). Thursday will not see us in lab as the other batch has internals, so tomorrow(or Wed) will be our last practical class. The following three days being holidays, giving me time enough to complete everything I want to. This is what I've been waiting for!
Cheers, have a good week.