Monthly Archive: August 2005

This is not laziness

It almost feels like I’ve lost track of time somehow. The lack of sleep over the few days, and the high speed of events have wrecked my time references.

Friday’s exam was brutal. Saturday’s exam practically slaughtered me. There was no time to recover after though since I had to move out of residence right away. I hate moving. It kills me to have to move my stuff repeatedly. By the end of Saturday, my whole body was aching. I can’t straighten my arms without any pain in the biceps.

So, today, and perhaps tomorrow, I’m going to work hard to make up the sleep deficit that I’ve incurred, and repair any damage done to my body. I choose not to think of it as laziness. I’d prefer to think of it as getting my life back in order.

Last man standing

All of my roommates have finished their exams, meaning they’ve all evacuated residence, leaving me behind. I still have two finals to deal with: one on Friday, and one on Saturday.

I feel a bit more relaxed and free here, but I’m afraid the environment is becoming less conducive to studying properly. I mean, I can now blast music without having to consider the others. I’m torn. In fact, I shouldn’t be writing this damn entry.

Curses!

Eng Sneer

The other day, Rahul sent me a lot of pics that he had of me from the days leading up to Frosh Week 2004. One of them was this picture in the Engineering Society Office.

engsneer (15k image)

It’s like I have this sneer on my face. I don’t remember what the context of the photo was, but the composition makes me laugh. I think it’s a good reflection of how I feel about the program.

Exam timing

Is it really bad when you finish an exam an hour before the end of the exam period? Either I did really good, or I bombed it really badly. I’d rather put my money on the former.

Big business

I just dropped by Consilium Place to drop off my offer letter at Telus Mobility. Even as I was outside, there was this aura of professionalism and grandness that I had not yet experienced–not even with Nortel. Although, perhaps I was just too young back then to appreciate the large scale of it all. Outside, young professionals were enjoying a cup of coffee, or were in conversation about business, and what not. Inside, there were several elevators, one set servicing the upper floors, and one set servicing the middle floors. They were blazingly fast in comparison to other elevators I’ve been in lately.

In the end, I felt ridiculously out of place.
Here I was in jeans, a semi nice shirt, and sneakers. I was surrounded by people in business casual, all looking focused and ready to take on the world. It felt odd being there. To be fair though, it’s not like I was there signing in to work. I was just visiting. Regardless though, it’s still a huge change from my previous work environments.

I’m looking forward to seeing what this expereince brings me.

Separation

Interesting. I’ve been home now for four days. I should be relaxing and enjoying the comforts of home, but I’m not. Perhaps I’m feeling a tad of separation anxiety from my Desktop PC. I know, I know. I have my laptop with me. It gets me by. I’m happy I have it. Still, there’s quite a bit of synchronization I have to do between these two systems before this feeling sinks away.

Or perhaps the feeling is just a result of being away from the campus environment. Friends and contact with peers is never all that far away. Know what I mean? I guess it’s the same here at home. I mean, I can make arrangements with people and head over to some sushi place or something. However, somehow it feels a lot less spontaneous. If it’s late, I can’t just take a short walk over from residence and get a quick bite at Tim’s.

I have to head back to Waterloo tomorrow and begin cramming for finals, but I’ll be back home within two weeks. When I’m back here for another long period of 4 months, I need to make sure I make an effort to socialize, or I may get stuck in yet another not so nice rut. Ruts are bad. They’re evil. They suck. I deserve better than to be in a nasty nasty rut. I’ve declared it.

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