Blogging Abeyance!

Oh yeah, pretty much a blogging abeyance for me. And I guess, after all my drilling posts ever since I started blogging, most of you might know the reason behind it. I am so perplexed at the very thought of it now that I'd like to refer it as "You-Know-What". The consequences of me being hooked to it have been so disastrous that I have been named "GRE-waale sir" by my juniors. You get the drift now, ehh?

Anyways, not that I am going to bug you by "some-GRE-cracking-tips-by-a-rookie" thingy or bore you by my rambled fucked up moanings, I am just going to update this space considering the hiatus I've already had by now.

1 My sessionals are finally over. I managed to give 3 out of 5. I missed 2, all thanks to Misbah-ul-Haq.

2 We were finally rewarded the "Best Loser" tag and thus managed to get back into the cricket tournament. After that, we won the 2nd round and I have a match tomorrow for the 3rd round. I am gonna give a taste of my ass now and prove how boorish I can be when it comes to proving that I aint a loser by any chance.

3 I am hooked to "How I met your mother" only when I shouldnt have been. How can i forget to mention that I am in love with Robin.

4 I am having hirsute protuberances all over my head. I need a haircut desperately.

5 My passport has still not come. I am wondering how my dad would even send it to my sister in mumbai by the time I reach there for my exam. Gawd, I am so screwed.

6 I have been feeling oh-so-nice these days, all thanks to my addidas deodrant. I apply it only after i bathe. Duhhh..

7 I am too anxious to go to mumbai. OMG, i love the city more than I love myself. And by city, I mean the chicks there. I am gonna leave dehradun by 2nd most prolly. I am gonna spend some time in delhi before I finally board the flight on 6th.

8 I've suddenly discovered this nonchalant solace in sleeping naked. I just hope the mosquitoes and the spiders dont render me impotent. Not before I lose my virginity.

9 Tis been ages, since I smsed or called anyone outside my college. My mom cursed me a lot the last time she called me. Only to find me not attending a previous call when I tippled a bottle of kingfisher strong and was fucking high seeing India whip paki's candy ass.

10 That's it for now. I'll be back soon.

ciao!

Yours truly on cracking GRE! :-)

Okay, I wanted to write this post since a long time now. I haven't written anything about my GRE preparation here. So, this might help some of the GRE aspirants. Not that, I scored 1500 plus or whatever, I haven't even given the exam right now. But just in case you wanted to know my experiences about GRE in all these 3 months that I have been virtually chasing to bell it down, here I am.

I realized I could not mug up the words by just looking at the words and its corresponding meaning. Instead I used this software "VOCABOLY" which helped me a lot. I don't have the setup, otherwise I would have uploaded it here, but all those who are really interested in building up your vocabulary (not only the GRE people, but everyone), you should definitely get hold of it. It'll improve your vocab drastically. You can search for it on google. It is no more than a game. You'll love it!

Besides the software, I have this list of synonyms with me which is very cool. I could recollect quite a lot of words with it. The roots of the words are also very helpful, though I didn't find it that good. GRE has only specific words, for which I don't think studying all the roots would be helpful. I found it a waste of time, frankly speaking. Words are far more interesting when they are learnt through synonyms. Hmm, apart from the vocab, one should regularly practice tests, solve reading comprehensions, sentence completions, analogies and antonyms. I haven't yet started solving the papers, which is already seeming very ominous to me.

Maths on the other hand is comparatively very easy. I could score around 780-790 out of 800 in the mock tests. One shouldn't neglect it completely though. It has been long since I last practiced maths, so this is something again a serious issue for me.

Last but not the least, argument and issue topics have to be regularly written and practiced. The time slot is very less and the plethora of ideas one gets during the examination is very weird. It becomes an arduous task to assimilate all those ideas into one and present a neat and clean idea of what you think about the topic. So, practice hard.

GRE is a computer adaptive test. So, you should be well versed with the questions appearing onscreen and how to answer them all. It has happened to a lot of my friends that they didn't know how it would be like on the exam day, and they eventually ended up messing around with their scores even when they had a very good preparation. You should be calm and cool and be able to maintain your equanimity on the D day.

Cheers!
All the best to all my GRE-aspiring blogger friends. Vroooooooooooooooom. And am gone.

P.S. monica helped me out with this. Just in case you guys dont read the comments here, here's the software for you..

http://grevocab.googlepages.com/downloads1
to get the full version of it,
register it:
username: TEAM ViRiLiTY
reg. key: XAE5-C398-9020-726D

thanks monicaaaaa!

Reprehensible moi!

I don't know but I somehow feel I am the one who should be blamed for all my failures. Ever since the day and night cricket tournament started off in my college, I haven't been able to concentrate fully on my preparation. Adding more spice to it, the Indian Cricket team had to revive from its fucked up condition only when I am on the verge of my career deciding phase. This is so not done. GOD dudeeee, not that I have suddenly started having faith in you or for that matter started worshipping you, but why do you have to be so unfair to me? Why did you kindle that chatting termite in me again? You won't believe but I created an exclusive Indiatimes ID yesterday and logged in some chat room there, only to see me fuckin up 1 hour there. And believe me, I am going to login there again and again. Ewww, this is so fucking disgusting.

V, a very good friend of mine and I thought of contemplating on the entire crash-course preparation thingy with our GRE. He has it on the 9th and I have it on the 8th. So, we sat down. We decided that we eventually are going to get done with it once and for all. But then, we ended up eventually cheering on the ground for one of our friends match. Sheesh, I am telling you I master when it comes to procrastinating things.

Tell me, is lending money a crime or what? Is being generous or for that matter a philanthropist, a heinous mistake? I have an answer to it. It is perhaps the most fucked up thing I've ever experienced in my life. Inspite of all the "no-no-I-don't-have-money" and "I-don't-have-balance" excuses, I somehow try being an altruist. As a result, I am so hungry nowww and I don't have a single rupee to spend. B, A and K are such ignorant assholes who wouldnt return 80 bucks each. Dudeeeeee, 80*3 is 240 and that for me is nirvana. OMG! I promise I wouldnt ever lend you again. On top of it, my cell phone's more like a public telephone. Gawddd, I still have 2 months validity and I just have 32.80 balance left. Dudeeeeeee, how am I going to sms all my girlfriends?

I am telling you, I am one hellulva gentleman but I so hate being one. Please don't pull my leg. Please don't take me for granted. I wanna be an asshole.

ciaoo. Somebody fuck me pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.

P.S. My spikes are all gone. I am looking so naive now. I can't believe I can feign myself so much. OMFG! I have a side partition now and it looks so bihariiii. Habib's am coming dudeeee.

Idiosyncrasies of Engineering!

This is perhaps the most bitter experience I’ve had in the 4th year of my engineering till now. It has only exacerbated me to the helm of my mental tranquility. No matter how cool I am, incidents like what happened today can definitely vex me so much that I am on the verge of getting depressed and I am just trying to vent out my feelings here. This is the first time I’ll probably try getting out of such a lachrymose mood by railing here.

Not that I am crying or whatever, but sometimes it feels as if I really haven’t succeeded in proving myself as an honest human being and a practical individual, and that I know I very well am. I really don’t give a fuck to anything people think or say about me. But, the fact being I do get hurt sometimes when anything like that really happens. And believe me, I am one weird case of getting sentimental.

I don’t know but somehow this week hasn’t been fruitful enough as much as I would have expected it to be. I lost in the quiz in the 2nd round and the cricket match today by 3 runs. Losing in the quiz was not that bad a setback, considering we were the defending champions of the last year. But, what really pissed me off was the loss in the cricket match today. Ever since we lost the match, I have just not been able to get over with it. I wouldn’t want to go much into describing the entire match here. But, in brief we weren’t able to chase a stiff target with almost 6 wickets in hand at the end of the match. The top order wasted too many deliveries. I did not bat (Just in case you didn’t know my mettle, I bat pretty well. It is not that am a braggadocio, but my ego that’s been hurt here). One of my dreams of facing even a single delivery in all these 4 years has just been fucked up.

Everything said and done, I did not talk much to anyone after the match. I thought sleeping it off would be a better option and that I would forget it all tomorrow. But, some motherfucking dickheads wouldn’t just let me get away with it so easily. They would constantly pester me with their slanderous remarks behind my back and term me as a “LOOSER”, not knowing the very fact that “LOSER” has just a single O and not double O’s. On top of it, it is just too disgraceful to hear anything like that from one of my batchmate’s and that too being scribbled on the door of my room in big capital letters. When I woke up after a somewhat ‘not-so-good’ sleep, I had to eventually rub it off from my door with me getting intermittent mental shocks every time I erased a letter. It was more like the scene of Chak De India when SRK had to face all of it. I know whoever did this (I have a hint but am not sure), is no more than a bastard (and I know what bastard really means). Why couldn’t he say that to me on my face if he had the guts? The answer being simple, every goddamn batchmate of mine knows how smart I am when it comes to answering their fucked up recriminations and that I can make their life hell when it comes to proving my point. I am craving to know who really did this so that I could at least give him some “basic elementary spelling” lessons, if not a pummel of altercations.

You can perhaps now understand the pathetic state of people I am living with. I’ve had so many experiences all these years and with everything, I only manage to learn some or the other thing. On the contrary, when it comes to accepting defeats, I have never ever in my life done that. I have done well all my life and I can proudly say that I have been complacent enough. I just wanna get over with this defeat as soon as possible so that I can start focusing on a rather important issue i.e. GRE. Not performing well in GRE would be something way beyond my imaginations then. Tell me, is accepting a defeat so difficult? On a serious note, I’d rather be optimistic and hope all these fiascos will rather be a boost for me to perform well on Oct 8th, the D day. Pray for me. I don’t know what really is in store for me.

God save my soul.

Tc all!

Random contemplations..

The past week's been a bit dramatic for me. The coming week will be even more dramatic I guess. As of now, I am in the middle of dramaticism. Now, I know am talking shit. But then, this is just the culmination of the muddled up anxiousness that has been building up inside me. Maybe, because I am going to have a peg of vodka in an hour or perhaps due to the ever ominous GRE exam.

I finally received the much dawdled INFOSYS offer letter two days back. I wasnt ebullient anyhow. All that fervor of getting an ON-CAMPUS job has enervated long back.

The college has been jostling with crowd like never before. It feels as if everyone's so busy with some or the other things that have been happening. Talking about me, I have my sessionals coming up from the 20th of september. But, before that I have a quiz competition on the 13th and a cricket tournament from the 14th.

We had one of our subjects changed yesterday after almost 4-5 weeks since the commencement of this semester. The nerds of our class have been vehemently condemning this drastic change considering the fact they have already completed 2 out of 5 units of the previous subject. ROFL! I am too jubilant. I couldnt have asked for more.

I still havent been able to attend the first lecture which starts from 9:30 daily. No matter how early or late I sleep, my biological clock is so fucked up that I wake up at 9:20 only. And, that leaves me petrified every day when I contemplate on the amount of loss incurred due to it. Adding spice to this very fact, the HOD took the first two classes today simultaneously, thereby foiling my plan and pissing me even more. And, just like everyday I landed in the college when everything was over. I am getting so used to it now.

My mom hasnt called me for days now. But then, whenever she does give me a call, I hardly have anything to talk about. Obviously, I am not going to tell her about my frequent desperate masturbating sessions. Don't mind, but the scarcity of chicks in my college exasperates me like hell and I can only get my frustration out this way.

It is high time I write about some of my good friends in the hostel. I havent mentioned anyone as of now in my blog. Okay, so I have 3-4 very good friends. Not that, I consider them to be my best friends but just that, I like hanging out with them. So, here it goes.

1 B, is one of the slowest human beings I've ever seen. He is like 5'2" and thinks a lot.

2 N, has been promptly named "The Psych Maestro" by me. You should see his zeal in whatever he does. As a result, he ends up overdoing everything and thus behaving like a fucked up psychopath.

3 H, is a 6 foot kid.

4 A, is a ganpati potrayed proffesional with a feeling of SRK(Shah Rukh Khan)ness in him.

5 K, is a black bihari with his ass made up only of bones. He doesnt fucking have a single gram of fat anywhere in his body.

This wraps up the close list of friends of my class. Next list in the later posts. I also need to mention about some of my juniors who I aptly refer to as "pain in my ass".

I gotta go now. ciao

cheers!

"I-dunno-what-the-fuck"

It’s been days since I last updated in here. I don’t know but I have been sulking a lot off late. The zeal to blog is all gone I guess. Things have kept me busy. Be it classes, or some activities in the college or my very own GRE preparations. I haven’t gone out of the hostel either for the past few days, so that leaves me very little to crib about.

Two days back, one of my friends H gave us (me and some friends) a treat on his birthday. After constant nagging, I finally managed to convince them to try something new at a different place. The food was comestible. So, nobody complained.

The computer lab and its admin people have their own sets of problems to deal with. Hence, we haven’t been provided with the internet facility for the past couple of days. This being one of the reasons for me abstaining from visiting blogs and commenting.

The college has suddenly become very active with events and the engineers day around the corner. I am also involved as a Technical Head of a club formed by the Computer Science Department which is called as FABULASERS. I somehow don’t like the name and am also highly pissed at its members and the elite committee. I secured the first position in a Google Search Contest held last year and stood the runners up in the Counter Strike Gaming event. But, ever since then, I haven’t got anything as a reward in spite of their repeated promises. Finally, they’ve decided to conduct a prize distribution ceremony the coming week. Phew!

The most happening thing is the ‘eye flu’ in my hostel. I am very cautious with whatever I touch now. Life, as of now is very steady without any drastic changes. And, all I have is a potpourri of feelings at this very moment.

I bet the whole of September is going to be like this. On the contrary, October is surely going to be fun with me having exams, sessionals and I am also flying to Mumbai. Yeah! Then, November is going to be the Diwali month and I am also going to meet my sisters after a long time. December will be my birthday and the commencement of the end semester exams. So, apart from this month, I guess I’ll be having a decent time until the next year.

I’ll be back soon with something spicy the next time. Till then, I need some time to get out of my “I-dunno-what-the-fuck” phase.

Ciao.

The Hangover!

Damn..I am still not over with the hangover!
I am feeling so sleepy that I can barely see what I am cribbing...
My neck is hurting so fucking bad..I guess I headbanged way too much yesterday night...My butts freaking aching as if I've just got my ass fucked...My head's still rolling...And I can smell alcohol and ash all over my body...O Boy, I guess I made a trip to fairy-high-land.

Yesterday was the D day...Aweeeessssooommmeee fun! For the first time in my fucked up life, I did not puke after 4 pegs...I was dancing away to glory...We were 5 of us, including me and 4 of my junior friends..We all were so fucking high...I am done with all the frustration I had...Getting high is NIRVANA! It was Utopia!

After all of it, I still managed to play house cricket for 3 fucking hours and watch a rather bizarre movie "Jackass"...This is what I call as a wacked out day for me..Precisely, the kind of day I'd lauuuuv to have!

My passport is gonna come around 20th sept..That makes me feel a bit relaxed too..I missed the washerman again...Now, am gonna eventually wash my tee's as well with the undies...ewwww...India finally managed to score well too...I had my prayers answered again..Yay! And, I'll try cramming 200 words tonight...No matter what! For the time being, am off..down and out!

zzzzzzzzz...