“To be or not to be”..that is not the question Foo
So, today was like my physics+chemistry+bio lab-practice session in NDC. As usually, the same yawning up at 6 in the morning. Then going to the bathroom, freaking out at my own reflection and then subsiding into lethargy again. My work is done here in the house , the money bag is in my pocket with lotsa changes but very few big-bucks , my crappy Sagem MY-3020 has about 27% electrons left to spare in its Li-ion cell…i stuff my college-bag with the dissection box (kinds like jack the ripper…have lotsa nasty slashing to do on bufo mealnostictus:house-toads and periplaneta americana:roaches) , my physics lab book , the chemistry lecture sheet , some pens , the geometry box , the casio 911 w calc this that and blah blah blah!!…and then I’m off to the battleground…in my shining leather armor…much like medieval knights…riding off to rescue the fair maiden…except we dont have such motivations yet..still we strive for a future with a good job and the power of the trinity which offcourse in our case are “nari/noro:bari:& gari(translation=frau/herr:a house: and a car to jam in)”
So here’s what happened…( writing stuff in points/bullets have become habitual for me…its just when , lets say YOU HAVE JUST FINISHED WRITING THOUSANDS OF PAGES OF BULL CRAP POINTERS ON PHYSICS , CHEMISTRY & MATH; this indeed becomes sort of a “type-o” of your subconscious) :- (more…)
