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All I wished for these past six months or so was to be at home. Now that I am, I really don't know what I want! :D It must have been a really wise person who said that one should be careful what they wished for because they might just get it. My only humble addition to that is that not only could you get exactly what you wished for, but you might have absolutely no idea what to do with it when you do. :)
I celebrated my 24th birthday yesterday. There was a good amount of teasing about getting older, but I didn't think too much of it, till I went to the gym today. I believe that a person is as old as they feel. But after just a hundred sit-ups (in sets of 30, no less) and 2km of running, my body had a difference of opinion with my beliefs. Because, if beliefs were anything to go by, I would have declared myself to be 60 right then.
As for the job situation, I have convinced myself that employment is highly overrated. Who needs a job anyway? Except to pay bills, go places and buy nice things. Ok, now I have successfully un-convinced myself (like such a thing were even possible). But I figure that if I cant get a job, the next best thing would be to keep studying. Which is exactly what I plan to do. This leaves us with just one question: where? As usual, I have several plans, the plans being ordered on an 'or' basis (as in, Plan A, and failing that, Plan B, followed by Plan C and so on). So, while I explore all these possibilities, kindly be patient if you don't hear from me for a couple of weeks or maybe even a little longer. And good luck to me! :)

The Short and Long of It

So, I am graduating.... finally. I am going to take this as an excuse for reminiscing about the things I have learnt over the past 2 years. One thing I noticed straightaway about this college was the fact that the students seem to have their own language consisting almost entirely of short forms and made-up adjectives. Among my favourites are "frrust" which is short for frustrated, "peace" meaning easily accomplished (also "peaceful", "peace marna"). I like how some people use that in a sentence. For instance, when I was still new to the campus, someone told me a story that began with, "See, I was just sitting there, maarofying peace, when suddenly....". That still cracks me up. Also frrust shows just how frustrated the speaker is, to the extent that they can't even bring themselves to say the whole word.
TP (timepass: ie. something to kill time) and CD (cold drink) are some other short forms that had me confused for a while. I still remember a junior asking me if I needed a "CD" after a match. I thought he was referring to a compact disc, which seemed odd to me because listening to music was the last thing on my mind at the time! :)
"Junta" meaning people, and "Studaapa" which refers to the state of being a stud (stud being self-explanatory) were among the easier ones to understand. Then there were the commonplace things like lappy (laptop), dep (department), huha (roughly translated as big deal). Dosa, apart from being a typical south Indian snack, is also short for Dean of Student Affairs. I sometimes wonder how the poor soul feels about his title. Personally, I know I would hate being called a dosa by anyone, even if it were just an acronym...

Long Awaited

I know I have not been writing much lately. It is not that I am busy (I never am), just didn't feel like it. I hadn't been online much either, which led some people to believe that I was busy preparing for an interview. I have given up trying to correct others' misconception about my level of dedication. Anyway, the interview, like all interviews, came and went leaving me none the wiser.
The results were put up on the placement website today and three of my friends got selected. When I saw the notice I was ecstatic and called to congratulate them. The first person I called hadn't expected it and was happy beyond words. The second person had recovered enough to express regret that I hadn't made it and that I would surely land a job soon. That was when it hit me. Four months of interviews and I have nothing to show for it. Been feeling a little low since then.
On a happier note, I will be earning my masters degree soon. Was at the lab getting my report printed till late last night. That was quite an experience. Had a very late dinner at 12:30 am, which was fun, like picnics used to be when we were in school. :)
At times like these I sometimes wonder what my parents would think of me being out so late. I still have to remind myself sometimes that I am not in high school anymore, and they probably would think nothing of me staying out late to complete my work. You know, if you think about it, being an adult is really no fun at all. I may be wrong about that, maybe it's the mood talking. We will have to just wait and see...
I have a friend who is quite a fan of the 'ageing backwards' concept (popularized by a certain Mr. Button) and who feels that now would be a good time to start. I reserve judgement on that till I am in a better frame of mind to give an unbiased opinion. Still, I think I would like to be at least 35 before I age backwards. At least by then I will be nostalgic enough to appreciate the youth I'd be getting back. Frankly, right now, just before graduation, going back to school for 2+4+12+2 years doesn't seem like a very good idea!!