Yesterday i was rummaging through my old books, to discard the useless ones and to sell any others that were worth and gee none were worth!!!
So i found this lab journal which I had had used during 6th semester. As soon as i picked it up,dusted it, I turned over to the last page and voila I was not disappointed something stupid brought a smile to my face. I found an edition of "CLOG", a sort of log i used to write during near to death boring or insanely funny classes. This is the first one of many to follow.
CLOG:-
9:50 am, SAT.COMM.-16/FEB/10
You know when you experience one of those days when "BORING" doesn't even begin to describe the screweed up monologue that your listening ? In the second week of college the first hour of Satellite Communication made me reach the same conclusion as I had in my previous years, what a waste of a good 50 minutes on a perfectly sunny tuesday morning, which could have been devoted to erstwhile mundane pursuits which sounded more alluring in a million ways.
Sat.Comm though I may abuse it's existence in our syllabus(partly cause its an elective) it does have its better qualities. For one our good ol balding lecturer never says "wrong" to any answer we provide and since he still needs to refer to the book to explain what a "Calender " is, the rest of us can sleep peacefully in the last bench.
Another factor is that it has become a Home-ground for birth of wickedly sick Pj's and leading us up front today is an Arun lal creation, so sample this:
Q. Why was the Light sitting down?
A. Because,it was a SAT-LITE!!
Ah he finally started the attendance for the day, finally SALVATION!!!
Logging out fer today.
