11.15 a.m.
Despite having a holiday today, I had to get up early in the morning for my French class. I was absolutely in no mood to go for the class preferring to snooze under the blankets in the cold chill.
But get up I had to. An awful bug called sincerity does bite me at times. I shed the quilt and got dressed.
Class was okay as usual. No spark of brilliance comes to me in French. My French though not high-quality does not at least hover on appalling. I try hard in and out of class. But invariably I become tongue-tied in class.
I'd promised mom that I'd be home by 11 in time to greet the BSNL officials when they come home to fix our internet connection. Our connection has fast acquired the reputation of being en fant terrible. Not a days goes without which I have to listen to curses and abuses hurled at the net connection. Just when I'm arguing with a friend as to the reasons as to why Lance Armstrong is one of the greatest sportsmen the connection goes kaput. All my words are lost and I lose the argument. My friend doesn't like Lance because he is
a) cocky and
b) he's got an attitude
I like Lance because he is
a) cocky and
b) he has awesome grit.
The word grit became very important while I was reading his book. Now whenever I'm down under I can think of him and stand up to tasks that I think are difficult for me to accomplish. He could win over and over and again because he had grit. Sometimes I like to think that even I have grit though not in a measure that he possesses.
So anyways now I'm home and waiting for the officials to come home and now the net had suddenly decided to behave itself. It connected fine and easily without any sign of struggle. Maybe it wants to embarass me when the officials come home.
2.56 p.m.
Whipeee!!!! The net promptly shut down when the officials entered home. The man cracked his head for couple of hours and yet the net did not connect. He fiddled here and there, drank some tea, changed some wires and still the net refused to budge from its stubborn stance. I was glad. Then finally at half-past 1, the connection made a feeble attempt to survive. And it did. It's working fine now. I just hope that it lasts while it's good. So a whipeeeee!!! once again. My net connection is now working fine....Twoot twoot!!
Despite having a holiday today, I had to get up early in the morning for my French class. I was absolutely in no mood to go for the class preferring to snooze under the blankets in the cold chill.
But get up I had to. An awful bug called sincerity does bite me at times. I shed the quilt and got dressed.
Class was okay as usual. No spark of brilliance comes to me in French. My French though not high-quality does not at least hover on appalling. I try hard in and out of class. But invariably I become tongue-tied in class.
I'd promised mom that I'd be home by 11 in time to greet the BSNL officials when they come home to fix our internet connection. Our connection has fast acquired the reputation of being en fant terrible. Not a days goes without which I have to listen to curses and abuses hurled at the net connection. Just when I'm arguing with a friend as to the reasons as to why Lance Armstrong is one of the greatest sportsmen the connection goes kaput. All my words are lost and I lose the argument. My friend doesn't like Lance because he is
a) cocky and
b) he's got an attitude
I like Lance because he is
a) cocky and
b) he has awesome grit.
The word grit became very important while I was reading his book. Now whenever I'm down under I can think of him and stand up to tasks that I think are difficult for me to accomplish. He could win over and over and again because he had grit. Sometimes I like to think that even I have grit though not in a measure that he possesses.
So anyways now I'm home and waiting for the officials to come home and now the net had suddenly decided to behave itself. It connected fine and easily without any sign of struggle. Maybe it wants to embarass me when the officials come home.
2.56 p.m.
Whipeee!!!! The net promptly shut down when the officials entered home. The man cracked his head for couple of hours and yet the net did not connect. He fiddled here and there, drank some tea, changed some wires and still the net refused to budge from its stubborn stance. I was glad. Then finally at half-past 1, the connection made a feeble attempt to survive. And it did. It's working fine now. I just hope that it lasts while it's good. So a whipeeeee!!! once again. My net connection is now working fine....Twoot twoot!!
