BTP

It's an anagram of "Bachelor Time Pass" (courtesy anonymous). It's the worst thing to do in the name of academic and gaining practical knowledge. It's simply compilation of few journals, books and some contorted & manipulated results of modeling. There is no expectation in this region, prof expect nuthing from students and latter reciprocate effectively too. If some1 has some enthu to do it then there are no resources to fulfill ur ambitions. Everything gets butchered on the way to presitgious BTP.
It's shear waste of time, energy, resources(if any). You need to put up lot of effort in accumulating his enthu which with the time is rambling in the valley of final sem and movies
(lukkha).
Today I met my guide, who says we are more of friend than teacher-student relationship, who as usual was in sour mood(actually woh jab bhi apni biwi se gaali kha kar aata hai tab uska mood kharaab hota hai kyunki kabhi kabaar daaru trts ke baare mein bhi baat karta hai). Pata nahin meine kya gunaah kiya hai ki mujhse to humesha hi chilla kar baat karta hai so I ask my partner to talk to him first and he always smiles at her and this helps in chaging his mood.
Aaj kuch to poocha and we were standing with a down face listening to his cribs and all other bullshits, but my formula worked again B-).
He asked to meet in the evening and now I'm with 3 books to bang his head and show how much I'm dedicated to work.
So in all it's total farzigiri but it surely tests ur talent to fool ur professors [:D]

To start with...

I can't believe that 'am writing a blog. I kept myself away from this activity for various reasons. But boredome makes you do the things that you dont wish to. I am a sr. undergradutae, got a job, no enthu to study, waiting for the graduation day, which I wont be able to attend.
I created my account accidently as I wanted to view a blog which needed registration and... here I am. My normal day is very normal rather less normal than a normal man's normal day. Laziness has imbibed into my blood, take a long sleep every night, morning and yes never ever leave that 3hr power nap. Here comes the evening, run few rounds, play some sports; if not all these then fag a lot. Its dark now, take a walk around the mess and come back, as there is nothing that one can eat. Asking Chandy for a patty is a routine, he watches me and keeps one patty in the oven.
Coming back to the room I see that everyone is off for booze. Watt the hell, they left me alone(usually its otherway around).
I dont remember watt happens after that.

Joined the army of words

Keep watching out for this space. Lot of funny, puzzling and other adjectives expressing feelings are yet to come.
Thank you visit again :D