Sorry, Couldn't come up with a better title...
All this hype about cricket is getting to me. I enjoy the matches by themselves, but it is the extras that are extremely irritating. Apart from Harsha Bhogle, and possibly Tony Grieg, nobody else is worth listening to. Let's lock up Ravi Shastri and Siddhu in a room full of movie screens and keep playing the audios of their own commentary over and over again until they understand what we have to endure. But them being the egotistic megalomaniacs that they are, they'll probably enjoy it.
There seem to be a sudden burst of fests from every college in Bangalore. I have to keep finding ways of escaping campaigning students from different colleges to avoid listening to them explain how great their fest is. Believe me, however great the fest, it would take a lot more than the lure of prize money to make me go upto a college like CMRIT or REVA to take part in their fest.
Did surprisingly well in the first internals and I am thus going through the expected hangover of complete over-confidence and a slight disdain towards all classes which I'm sure I'll come to regret later.
College apart, there is nothing new going on which is making life extremely boring. All these days I did have something to look forward to every 3 evenings in a week, but now even that has stopped. Money spent eating junk is increasing exponentially while physical exertion of any sort is decreasing exponentially.
Seriously considering learning some musical instrument. I will wait for two more weeks to see whether this is one of those urges that subsides after a few days.
That's all for now. The effort of actually writing again and spending these few minutes fruitfully has left me drained. Will go and recharge my lethargy by doing nothing for an hour or so.
Becoming lethargic is like getting addicted to drugs. You know its not good for you, but you still cannot stop doing it.
Ciao
Monday, March 28, 2011
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