Time, you slime!

I can scarcely believe that eight months have flown away since I landed here. Another month and fifty percent of my Masters degree is over. Looking back at what I expected to accomplish/learn within my first year, I don't think I've done much at all. But then, this reminds me of my expectations before joining BITS. I dreamed of doing crazy geeky stuff and then reality hit me, harder than a head shot from a sniper! So, I lowered the bar of dreaminess this time, yet, very little has materialized.

It doesn't matter if the time zone here is 10 odd hours behind India, time just flies away. I still can't get to terms with the fact that the Spring semester is getting over.. a bunch of deadlines this week to meet, and I'm done! And there isn't the "Yay! Finally done with it.. " kinda feeling at all. There is something about striking a balance that I just can't get a grip of.
The 'Work hard, Party harder' , 'Work while you work, play while you play' thingy has just eluded me completely. I see some of my friends here stick to a schedule.. for a start, wake up early enough, get to work and get done with it by the evening. And then, go back home, relax and spend time on other things that they enjoy. The wake-up-early part is just unfathomably tough; I'd rather do a night out to be awake early enough than go to bed by midnight. There is no concept of work while you work, or rather no meaning of 'work'. I do what I feel like, and if I don't want to do something, I don't make much of an effort to do it. What happens eventually is that the crappy work that has to be done just gets piled on, and finally the day comes when you have to absolutely slog it out in bitter disgust.
And when I enjoy doing something, there isn't any limit unfortunately. No sense of "Ok, that's a good deal of stuff done, enough for the day"..  which kind of explains why I haven't got past 10 pages of Dawkin's book..
Ok, I have no clue where I'm going with this post.. I seem to be rambling randomly in my blog off-late, so may be, the time is ripe for another attempt at some amateur poetry..

Oh time, you freaking loner,
Won't you slow down, I'm a goner!
Hours, days and weeks.. they just get over..
And now, all I can do is but ponder


The wise bray 'time and tide wait for no man'
But I say who gives a dime when sleep is sublime..
Only to be disturbed by the dreaded chime
When the hour hand reaches nine.. 

That perfect dream, no longer mine
Oh time, you bloody slime!
As you can see, I'm trying to rhyme..
Its really easy 'coz i_dont_whine


That's one of my Garena nicks,
To give the n00bs a big kick!
You don't follow, you say?
Go to the gallows, I'll show you the way..