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Dear Atharva,
Hope you are doing fine, kiddo. We really miss you a lot, man. We all do; and we really love you a lot. I wish to dear life that there was some way we could bring you back. Sadly, there is none.
You have been a great friend, a fantastic son and a very good person. I have enjoyed all those times we have spent together. Those Thursday afternoon when you walked in with half of your shirt out and muddy, dirty pants. The driver used to drop you off and tell you to call Deepa kaku which you very conveniently chose not to. Then kaku used to call up, all worried, wondering where you were. Our lunches were delightlful with shewayichi kheer at the end that managed to make you drowsy just as it would be time to study. And then Baba used to scold you lovingly and make you stand and recite tables - especially 29s backwards. And you got really good at it as time went by. I remember this one time. Baba told me to poke you as you were about to doze off on your math textbook. You "woke up" all startled and them smiled and got back to doing what you were. We miss your cute smile that was always...and I mean, *always* naughty.
We had a great time watching you progress rapidly as you showed your immense potential in each and everything you did - academics, singing, badminton - everything. I remember us, celebrating Ganpati for the last 5-6 years followed by your sweet and delightful songs. Well acad-related stressful talks followed as Deepa Kaku and Aai talked. During this, the two of us secretly joked about how much parents fret and worry about life; both totally chill about everything. Those were great times, man. So much fun.
I didn't get to see you a lot over the past two years but whenever I was home, I did meet you and Deepa Kaku a fair number of times. Gym vagare karun jordar body zali. You seemed a lot different in those short trips back home over the past two years - progressively mature, hard-working and quiet; and taller than me :)
You didn't have to go to make us miss you or make us realized how much we love you. We love you just the same today and we always will. Its hard to think that you are not there anymore when there are so many things planned and ready to be done, waiting for you. You missed avartana this year and it really will hit us all very hard, every time we wont hear your recitals during Ganpati. But we are all proud of you, my friend. We always have been. Even very close to the end, you kept reminding us of your potential with your astounding values. It will hurt us all to know what you mean to us but to accept that you are a tad distant from us now.
For now, rest well and take it easy. See you in another life, brother.
Love,
Ved
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Top 5 Tranfers
With the transfer market drawing to an end, it seems like only a few more switches will be crunched out. The action has switched to the field and not many are concerned about transfer sagas. Undoubtedly, this summer has been one for those media intensive, anticipated and long-proctored transfers.
5 Cristiano Ronaldo - Manchester United to Real Madrid
Very. Very. Very Imminent. Madrid have a tendency for courtship. Just like douchebags. They will shower the player with promises, off-the-charts salaries. There is something about the name Real Madrid that makes players "Jizz in Their Pants". Even the best player in the world. Amassing 67 astonishing goals at United in 2 seasons, Ronaldo is already an Old Trafford legend. There is a difference between pursuing your dream and hogging glory. Ronaldo perhaps felt staying at United last season was his chance of proving that he was dreams guy. Of course the douches won his heart over and Ronaldo went out of his "relationship" with Utd for a year-long phone and media based "affair" with Madrid. I, for one as a Utd fan, am glad the gaffer let him have his way and sent him packing. For 80 million.
4 Karim Benzema - Olympique Lyonnais to Real Madrid
Absolutely biased and judged. It comes as no surprise that the douches show up again. They have spent over 250 million pounds in a bottomless vault supported by Spain's royalty (and probably an allegiance with The World Bank). For 2 seasons, Benzema was linked with a move to the English Premier League with Man Utd, Liverpool and Chelsea being the frontrunners to secure the French hitman's signature.
Arrive the summer of 2009 and they struck again. Out of nowhere, Benzema fell for Ronaldo and Kaka. Oops, I mean Real Madrid. And then the usual emotions flew. " My mommy wanted me to play for Madrid since I was 3. 3 months old. It is a childhood dream to join Madrid. Hala Madrid!". Well Mr. Benzema, have fun dealing with a certain kid called Leo Messi and his third grade team called Barcelona who wallopped your legendary side 6-2. Oh, they also happen to be European and Spanish Champions and the first side (yes, your Madrid hasn't done it yet) to win the treble.
3 Carlos Tevez - Random dude called Kia to Manchester City
Super glad. Delighted and honestly happy for a player who deserves more respect that what, shockingly, Man Utd game him. Ferguson obtained him in the most awkward circumstances when the rules of FIFA were changing and lo behold! Tevez was a Utd player but on loan for 2 seasons. In spite of providing tremendous pace, great agility and and undying passion, Ferguson did not believe he was worth 25 million. Being a Utd fan I really cant go against my team. But the saga sadened me quite a bit. The money from the sale of C*ntiano could have been easily used for securing the services of a versatile player like Tevez. Other teams fear the so-called "Animal". Yet, United refused to tie him up and it was only a matter of time before he became rebellious. I wonder if this has anything to do with Ferguson's stuborness and ego issues more than anything else. Benching Tevez, taking him off for a substitution when he was on top of his game and mistreating in the transfer window. I respect our usually not-so-respectable neighbours for signing up Tevez and keeping good talent within the EPL. And I'm sure the Citizens have a good season in store for them following their fantasy league-like switches. I am very keen on Carlito and how he progresses this season in an atmosphere where he will be treated fairly.
2 Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Samuel Eto'o and some 60 million (Likened to Lock, Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels) - Barcelona to Inter Milan
Stupid. Retarded. Terrible. On the face of it. A really controversial switch.
(-)Not a very fair evaluation of Barcelona's former top striker who gave then 108 goals in 145 appearances. A hardworking player and a team player. Fast and agile unlike the 6ft something Swedish Ibra. Great spirit and a favourite with the fans. Terrible treatment by Barca I must say; worse the Carlito :( .
(+)What many forget is Ibra had 5 years left on his contract while Eto' had just 1. That made the 60 million difference. Ibra and Eto'o are about the same age but the latter relies more on pace than Ibra who relies on skill and technique. At 28 apiece, pace will not last too long. Ibra is peaking, Eto'o is fading.
As I said, a very ambiguous and indecisive transfer. Only the season will explain what worked and what didn't.
1 Xabi Alonso Liverpool to Real Madrid
The lightning struck worst here. Heartbreak and something's gone missing. The bestubbled Basque was one of my favourite players in the league and still remains a top notch player at Madrid. The unsung hero who Liverpool could call their Rahul Dravid (for cricket fans). Mr. Reliable was the subject of a much proctored and long-drawn saga. His desire to return to Spain and especially Madrid is understandable in spite of the fact that they are douches. After all, they have a set of individuals who are remarkably talented. Not a mega-money transfer. Not the best player in the world. But still a midfielder with exceptional talent. And as much as I detest Scousers...You'll Never Walk Alone, Xabi Alonso.
5 Cristiano Ronaldo - Manchester United to Real Madrid
Very. Very. Very Imminent. Madrid have a tendency for courtship. Just like douchebags. They will shower the player with promises, off-the-charts salaries. There is something about the name Real Madrid that makes players "Jizz in Their Pants". Even the best player in the world. Amassing 67 astonishing goals at United in 2 seasons, Ronaldo is already an Old Trafford legend. There is a difference between pursuing your dream and hogging glory. Ronaldo perhaps felt staying at United last season was his chance of proving that he was dreams guy. Of course the douches won his heart over and Ronaldo went out of his "relationship" with Utd for a year-long phone and media based "affair" with Madrid. I, for one as a Utd fan, am glad the gaffer let him have his way and sent him packing. For 80 million.
4 Karim Benzema - Olympique Lyonnais to Real Madrid
Absolutely biased and judged. It comes as no surprise that the douches show up again. They have spent over 250 million pounds in a bottomless vault supported by Spain's royalty (and probably an allegiance with The World Bank). For 2 seasons, Benzema was linked with a move to the English Premier League with Man Utd, Liverpool and Chelsea being the frontrunners to secure the French hitman's signature.
Arrive the summer of 2009 and they struck again. Out of nowhere, Benzema fell for Ronaldo and Kaka. Oops, I mean Real Madrid. And then the usual emotions flew. " My mommy wanted me to play for Madrid since I was 3. 3 months old. It is a childhood dream to join Madrid. Hala Madrid!". Well Mr. Benzema, have fun dealing with a certain kid called Leo Messi and his third grade team called Barcelona who wallopped your legendary side 6-2. Oh, they also happen to be European and Spanish Champions and the first side (yes, your Madrid hasn't done it yet) to win the treble.
3 Carlos Tevez - Random dude called Kia to Manchester City
Super glad. Delighted and honestly happy for a player who deserves more respect that what, shockingly, Man Utd game him. Ferguson obtained him in the most awkward circumstances when the rules of FIFA were changing and lo behold! Tevez was a Utd player but on loan for 2 seasons. In spite of providing tremendous pace, great agility and and undying passion, Ferguson did not believe he was worth 25 million. Being a Utd fan I really cant go against my team. But the saga sadened me quite a bit. The money from the sale of C*ntiano could have been easily used for securing the services of a versatile player like Tevez. Other teams fear the so-called "Animal". Yet, United refused to tie him up and it was only a matter of time before he became rebellious. I wonder if this has anything to do with Ferguson's stuborness and ego issues more than anything else. Benching Tevez, taking him off for a substitution when he was on top of his game and mistreating in the transfer window. I respect our usually not-so-respectable neighbours for signing up Tevez and keeping good talent within the EPL. And I'm sure the Citizens have a good season in store for them following their fantasy league-like switches. I am very keen on Carlito and how he progresses this season in an atmosphere where he will be treated fairly.
2 Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Samuel Eto'o and some 60 million (Likened to Lock, Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels) - Barcelona to Inter Milan
Stupid. Retarded. Terrible. On the face of it. A really controversial switch.
(-)Not a very fair evaluation of Barcelona's former top striker who gave then 108 goals in 145 appearances. A hardworking player and a team player. Fast and agile unlike the 6ft something Swedish Ibra. Great spirit and a favourite with the fans. Terrible treatment by Barca I must say; worse the Carlito :( .
(+)What many forget is Ibra had 5 years left on his contract while Eto' had just 1. That made the 60 million difference. Ibra and Eto'o are about the same age but the latter relies more on pace than Ibra who relies on skill and technique. At 28 apiece, pace will not last too long. Ibra is peaking, Eto'o is fading.
As I said, a very ambiguous and indecisive transfer. Only the season will explain what worked and what didn't.
1 Xabi Alonso Liverpool to Real Madrid
The lightning struck worst here. Heartbreak and something's gone missing. The bestubbled Basque was one of my favourite players in the league and still remains a top notch player at Madrid. The unsung hero who Liverpool could call their Rahul Dravid (for cricket fans). Mr. Reliable was the subject of a much proctored and long-drawn saga. His desire to return to Spain and especially Madrid is understandable in spite of the fact that they are douches. After all, they have a set of individuals who are remarkably talented. Not a mega-money transfer. Not the best player in the world. But still a midfielder with exceptional talent. And as much as I detest Scousers...You'll Never Walk Alone, Xabi Alonso.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
An evening with 2 friends
It had been a while since I had spent quality time with these two. Both of them together. School is when you slog, slog and then sleep a bit. You see people, wave at them, make plans and don't execute them. Then you find time to IM them but you still wont find time to actually see them. You will crib about not having time but the jerk that you are, you wont actually visit them. Too lazy to lift your cute little booty off your chair. You have a lot of things to talk about - school, life and the likes. You do them all on IM.
We are all like that. But we do have a lot of fun together.
Summertime. Not the song. Actual summer time.
One sleeps all day, watches cool sci-fi (aka signal processing) and movies online and then works at night with a schedule shifted by about 6 hours. Sleeps at 6 wakes up at 12. Works from 9 to 12 and 1 onwards. in the p.m. and a.m. respectively. Nope, not vice versa.
One is just too bored. This place holds nothing interesting for that person. Absolutely nothing. Work for the same hours as the first one - except in the a.m. and p.m. respectively. Watches a lot of anime and movies works really hard. Too boring. Always asks, "Soooo...what are you guys going to do tonight?" and gets the standard reply "Ohhh...ummm...I'm not sure. I dont know. Actually, I'll see. I dont really know." These replies further add to his boredom. Sorry mate, feel for you.
And the third one is really busy. Like really busy. Practices her passion, takes classes, "plays" with little kids and gets a lot of attention. You know, "attention". This one's life is seriously packed.
As cliche as it sounds, it had to be a Friendship Day (aka a Sunday when all three were free and really had nothing better to do) that we decided to go grab some milk tea. Oh, such good stuff.
A fun evening. One on a broken toe but still willing to walk down Castro. Another really bored but still willing to trudge along. And another with too many things to think about but affording to take a short break. It had been close to a year that we had done this. Just talk. And these talks are worth savoring. With other things aside, they always end up on life and love and this is how ours turned out.
One wishing he knew someone special to walk along with.
One wishing she could choose whom to walk along with.
One wishing he had his special one to walk along with.
We all have completely different and unrelated different stories. Lots of joy, a little sorrow. But its fun to share with you guys. Thanks for a fun evening!
We are all like that. But we do have a lot of fun together.
Summertime. Not the song. Actual summer time.
One sleeps all day, watches cool sci-fi (aka signal processing) and movies online and then works at night with a schedule shifted by about 6 hours. Sleeps at 6 wakes up at 12. Works from 9 to 12 and 1 onwards. in the p.m. and a.m. respectively. Nope, not vice versa.
One is just too bored. This place holds nothing interesting for that person. Absolutely nothing. Work for the same hours as the first one - except in the a.m. and p.m. respectively. Watches a lot of anime and movies works really hard. Too boring. Always asks, "Soooo...what are you guys going to do tonight?" and gets the standard reply "Ohhh...ummm...I'm not sure. I dont know. Actually, I'll see. I dont really know." These replies further add to his boredom. Sorry mate, feel for you.
And the third one is really busy. Like really busy. Practices her passion, takes classes, "plays" with little kids and gets a lot of attention. You know, "attention". This one's life is seriously packed.
As cliche as it sounds, it had to be a Friendship Day (aka a Sunday when all three were free and really had nothing better to do) that we decided to go grab some milk tea. Oh, such good stuff.
A fun evening. One on a broken toe but still willing to walk down Castro. Another really bored but still willing to trudge along. And another with too many things to think about but affording to take a short break. It had been close to a year that we had done this. Just talk. And these talks are worth savoring. With other things aside, they always end up on life and love and this is how ours turned out.
One wishing he knew someone special to walk along with.
One wishing she could choose whom to walk along with.
One wishing he had his special one to walk along with.
We all have completely different and unrelated different stories. Lots of joy, a little sorrow. But its fun to share with you guys. Thanks for a fun evening!
Monday, August 3, 2009
Bheja Fry
Duniya main sab log tumhara dimaagh chatenge. likhlo yaar mere se. tum pe bohot lau karne wale aur tumhari khaal utarni ki iccha rakhnewala. is main bheja fry ho na to pakka hai bhai.
par tension nahi leneka. har cheej ke liye kucch na kucch to hota hai na bhai. rone ka nahi. khaane ka, peene ka, sone ka. mast ekdum. khali pili dimaagh ka dahi nahi banane ka. samjha mamu?
jo tum pe bohot lau karte, usme apni bohot fikkar karnewala hote hai.
1."saala, ye chhinka. isko pakka malaria, swine flu aur AIDS ho gaela. sab ek saath bhai. aur ye pakka marega. ab mera kya hoga?"
2."yaar, iska career main thoda down ho gaya. ye to barbad ho gaya. life bekaar ab. dukaan kholna padega iske liye".
3."bhaya isne meko aaj smile nahi diya. ab to ye gussa ho gayi. kisi aur ke saath bhag jaegi."
ye type. iske liye
1. chhinka to agle din ice cream muuh main thusane ka. aur chhinkna mat ab saale!
2. google khol dal. nayawala. sab ki bolti band. larry or sergey bhai ki bhi. isse thoda kam kiya, bole to thoda hard work dala. to bhi chalta. logo ko accha lagta ekdum. 101 rupaya kamaya to bhi.
3. agle din jaadu ki jhappi dena. jhappi se sab kucch theek. paaka yaar, main 12 hazaar meel ki duri se bhi try kiya. ho jata theek. 100 % ekdum.
abhi jo fikkar nahi karte itna, woh thoda kam hi sochte hai. to unke dimagh main khayal nahi ata itna . pyaar utna hich. sirf fikkar nahi.
aise logo ke liye. kucch nahi. usne fikkar nahi kiya. tu kahe ko karela? woh tum pe pyaar karte. tum unpe. mubarak ho. badhiya cheej hai.
aur jo tumhari khaal utarnewale hai. un log ke liye to...jo uppar waale log hai na. jo bohot lau karte tum par. unko poochne ka. unki help leneki. aisa kiya, to cheen ki deewar bhi gira dalenge tum log.
mubarak ho. bheja fry na karne ke thode to tareeke hai.
to unke liye apun tension nahi lene ka. yaad rakhneka ki kucch kharab nahi hoega. kyun ki tum pe koi na koi tu lau karta hai pakka. iss parich to ye sab possible hai na bhai.
moje main jiyo ab.
par tension nahi leneka. har cheej ke liye kucch na kucch to hota hai na bhai. rone ka nahi. khaane ka, peene ka, sone ka. mast ekdum. khali pili dimaagh ka dahi nahi banane ka. samjha mamu?
jo tum pe bohot lau karte, usme apni bohot fikkar karnewala hote hai.
1."saala, ye chhinka. isko pakka malaria, swine flu aur AIDS ho gaela. sab ek saath bhai. aur ye pakka marega. ab mera kya hoga?"
2."yaar, iska career main thoda down ho gaya. ye to barbad ho gaya. life bekaar ab. dukaan kholna padega iske liye".
3."bhaya isne meko aaj smile nahi diya. ab to ye gussa ho gayi. kisi aur ke saath bhag jaegi."
ye type. iske liye
1. chhinka to agle din ice cream muuh main thusane ka. aur chhinkna mat ab saale!
2. google khol dal. nayawala. sab ki bolti band. larry or sergey bhai ki bhi. isse thoda kam kiya, bole to thoda hard work dala. to bhi chalta. logo ko accha lagta ekdum. 101 rupaya kamaya to bhi.
3. agle din jaadu ki jhappi dena. jhappi se sab kucch theek. paaka yaar, main 12 hazaar meel ki duri se bhi try kiya. ho jata theek. 100 % ekdum.
abhi jo fikkar nahi karte itna, woh thoda kam hi sochte hai. to unke dimagh main khayal nahi ata itna . pyaar utna hich. sirf fikkar nahi.
aise logo ke liye. kucch nahi. usne fikkar nahi kiya. tu kahe ko karela? woh tum pe pyaar karte. tum unpe. mubarak ho. badhiya cheej hai.
aur jo tumhari khaal utarnewale hai. un log ke liye to...jo uppar waale log hai na. jo bohot lau karte tum par. unko poochne ka. unki help leneki. aisa kiya, to cheen ki deewar bhi gira dalenge tum log.
mubarak ho. bheja fry na karne ke thode to tareeke hai.
to unke liye apun tension nahi lene ka. yaad rakhneka ki kucch kharab nahi hoega. kyun ki tum pe koi na koi tu lau karta hai pakka. iss parich to ye sab possible hai na bhai.
moje main jiyo ab.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Ibracadabra
Slowly but surely, this is turning into a football blog. I guess I don't really mind it. That's one thing I can watch, think or talk about forever. I am at work and I should be making a control law for my detector model. Instead, I'm still floored from watching FC Internazionale's (better know as Inter Milan) star-studded line up at the Stanford Football Stadium. Well, I'm glad at least Inter's presence managed to convince Stanford to host an actual "football" game at a football stadium.
Skipping mundane details about Silva and Cordoba scoring in the 51st and 60th minutes, Balotelli's show-off skills and 2 unnecessary red cards, I will go to the stimulating aspects of the game. No, no perversion please - respect football.
I have no idea what I was expecting. But its just not normal or natural to see Vieira flick and turn and swivel as he did yesterday or see all 193 cm of Marco Materazzi slide in without any inhibitions and least to see Zlatan Ibrahimovic's nimble footwork and delicate touches.
And then, there's gotta be a reason for calling someone The Special One. Watching Mourinho walk out, waving at times, just as if he was taking a stroll outside his home is an enthralling experience. The guy of many words, many ambitions, many ideas and many honours - yet he's just that man out there.
Somehow, everything that seems Oh-so flashy out there seems much more real (not Real) on the pitch. Of course, the quality is there, the class and the skill are there to see. But its just 11 players taking on 11 others, all of whom love the game more than anything else.
The stretching exercises on the sidelines was the closest I got to the players... not quite, my arm brushed a certain Zlatan's on his way out to the pitch.
To the point of being unnecessarily modest, maybe not so much for people at Stanford or even in the US who are used to seeing superstars. But watching my first professional game with Inter Milan as one of the sides will certainly be an experience to savour!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
10th Anniversary
May 26, 1999
Manchester United were crowned champions of Europe for the second time in their history. A thoroughly undeserved victory. 2 goals in stoppage time. The day I really started watching football. Not a fan of Manchester United F.C.
But the class and quality of the football they played instantly made me an avid Red Devils' fan. Some amazing quality of football, even when they lost to Arsenal in the Premiership race in the 2001 season. I love Manchester United. I love their quality. Out of form at times, but classy as ever.
May 27,2009
10 years to the day I have known and watched Man U and Sir Matt Busby's 100th anniversary, we lost. There are no explanations. We were outclassed, outplayed and even Sir Alex was outwitted by a wily Guardiola. Congrats to Barcelona. Simply magical stuff! Xavi, Iniesta, Puyol, Eto'o, Henry and of course the wizard, Leo Messi. A sad and disappointing day.
If you love them and like them even when you lose, that's a Red Devil at heart. All said and done, Glory Glory Manchester United. We'll be back next year ... oh yes, A Happy 10th Anniversary to my initially sour but now supremely sweet love affair with The Magical Force from the Theater of Dreams :)
Manchester United were crowned champions of Europe for the second time in their history. A thoroughly undeserved victory. 2 goals in stoppage time. The day I really started watching football. Not a fan of Manchester United F.C.
But the class and quality of the football they played instantly made me an avid Red Devils' fan. Some amazing quality of football, even when they lost to Arsenal in the Premiership race in the 2001 season. I love Manchester United. I love their quality. Out of form at times, but classy as ever.
May 27,2009
10 years to the day I have known and watched Man U and Sir Matt Busby's 100th anniversary, we lost. There are no explanations. We were outclassed, outplayed and even Sir Alex was outwitted by a wily Guardiola. Congrats to Barcelona. Simply magical stuff! Xavi, Iniesta, Puyol, Eto'o, Henry and of course the wizard, Leo Messi. A sad and disappointing day.
If you love them and like them even when you lose, that's a Red Devil at heart. All said and done, Glory Glory Manchester United. We'll be back next year ... oh yes, A Happy 10th Anniversary to my initially sour but now supremely sweet love affair with The Magical Force from the Theater of Dreams :)
Monday, May 11, 2009
Midterm
Week 6! Midterms week! Yay! .....Not....
Spring of 2009 at Stanford University, this is the first quarter I'm actually taking 5 classes, each of 3 units or more. This usually means a very rough quarter with lots of work, almost no sleep, lack of a social or footy life and lots of soy milk and Pepsi.
However, I have managed to get an average of 5 hours of sleep every night, talked to my friends and loved ones back home as well as play intra-mural footy (and actually score 3 goals).
Friday - May 8, 2009.
Almost the end of midterms...sigh...relief...but disaster was to follow.
Being done with 3 midterms and after getting reasonably good grades in 2 of them, I was just hoping EE 102 A (Signals and Systems) would be a fair test and make for a good output for a few sleepless nights.
This is what followed:
A 50-minute open notes test, that counted for 30 % of the overall grade. This translates to 0.6 % of the grade every minute. Nerve-wracking.
Maximum score possible = 100. Every 10 points lost is 3 % of the grade washed away.
A class of around 20 students, so no generous curves.
4 "problems" so to say. But hey, who said no sub-problems? Lets put in 3 in each!
Results and reactions:
Highest score : 93 (of course, someone had to)
Lowest score : 23 (bad luck mate, i know you deserve better)
Mean : 59
"This test was all about partial credit" - Matt
"I dont want to have anything to do with signals ... or systems" - Kyle
'This class sucks" - Ziyad
Boom!!!
After 3 fair tests, and a satisfying paper, the quarter just exploded in my face...
Spring of 2009 at Stanford University, this is the first quarter I'm actually taking 5 classes, each of 3 units or more. This usually means a very rough quarter with lots of work, almost no sleep, lack of a social or footy life and lots of soy milk and Pepsi.
However, I have managed to get an average of 5 hours of sleep every night, talked to my friends and loved ones back home as well as play intra-mural footy (and actually score 3 goals).
Friday - May 8, 2009.
Almost the end of midterms...sigh...relief...but disaster was to follow.
Being done with 3 midterms and after getting reasonably good grades in 2 of them, I was just hoping EE 102 A (Signals and Systems) would be a fair test and make for a good output for a few sleepless nights.
This is what followed:
A 50-minute open notes test, that counted for 30 % of the overall grade. This translates to 0.6 % of the grade every minute. Nerve-wracking.
Maximum score possible = 100. Every 10 points lost is 3 % of the grade washed away.
A class of around 20 students, so no generous curves.
4 "problems" so to say. But hey, who said no sub-problems? Lets put in 3 in each!
Results and reactions:
Highest score : 93 (of course, someone had to)
Lowest score : 23 (bad luck mate, i know you deserve better)
Mean : 59
"This test was all about partial credit" - Matt
"I dont want to have anything to do with signals ... or systems" - Kyle
'This class sucks" - Ziyad
Boom!!!
After 3 fair tests, and a satisfying paper, the quarter just exploded in my face...
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