This is like an acid test to determine whether the extensive network of friends that you can call on at the drop of a hat will actually come through when you need necessary, relevant and sufficient data to help achieve survey objectives.
Not a day has gone by on campus without my school mailbox not being bombarded with survey filling requests.
I must confess here that I am an absolute glutton for Good Karma, which is why I have religiously filled up each and every survey that has come my way. I am hoping that this would help in getting any survey I want completed filled up soon, but I somehow don’t see that happening.
A controlled social environment like the one I have been living in for the past seven months does take its toll on you to a certain extent and brings people to interact in manners that are hitherto unknown to them.
Given how it is a one-year Post Graduate Program in Management (notice how I didn’t say MBA), everything is on a fast-track. Lessons, classes, assignments, parties, people getting to be friends, people falling out, break-ups, make-ups, smoke-ups and this and that happen at a pace so furious that it is fun to witness it all from a detached perspective when you can be zen about the whole thing.
If you can keep your head about you, when all others are losing theirs…. has never rung truer for me. But I can be sure that I’ve had my fair share of instances involving losing my mind, but admittedly, that hasn’t been due to the regular issues of grades and placements that plague most people. I’m reasonably fool hardy to believe that my bad GPA notwithstanding, I can still do decently. Only time will tell.
In other news, my RSS feed is still broken as a result of which the few people following my site contents on google reader may not get to see it until such time that remedial actions are taken. My site statistics tracker has also gone for a toss, so I don’t really know if my humble attempts at generating more traffic have been worth their while.
While having conversations about life, the universe and everything with Cow, one of my closest pals on campus, one inescapable conclusion arrived at was that it made immense sense to be sans baggage of any kind and sit back to witness the drama unfold as people scurried about like ants marching, each one to a different tune. The things that go on here could rival any reality TV series and pwn TRP ratings hands down.
More housekeeping of the blog along with regular content to follow. Watch this space and all that crap.
A thoroughly boring cliche…but “Good Read!”. In fact I had to google up If again, so I could read it once more.