Back to school.. Happy Land..

Way back in the day (*Cue, your old joke*), when young Chaar was going to school :

• I’d walk into class late. //Checking out Girls on the road, aka Traffic Warden.
• I’d walk in with no books in hand. //Used to leave the books under my desk, which invariably someone switches, and I embarrass my self looking under each desk, while the teacher has this -_- look on her face.
• I’d doodle away on my books. //Skulls, 7Up dude, Motorbikes, T-Shirt slogans, GGD lyrics..
• Final Result : Fail //No regrets actually, because I still feel I learned more than any student in class those two A/L years. Just not Maths.. Actually my grudge was against Chem.

Jump to the present time :

• Still walk in late to class. //No girls to check out. Stupid last minute meetings at office.
• Walk in with a notebook in hand. //Whilst the others have their laptops opened out, downloaded lecture notes and the reference text books.
• Instead of doodling, I’m on FB or Twitter. //Ok there are still traces of Death Skulls. But sadly no boyband lyrics.
• Final Result : To Be Notified. :-/

If your still wondering what I’m going on about. Yours truly got selected to do his MBA. Yes the twitter explanation worked it’s own charm. The schedule is hectic and they work you to the bone. Will get into that in later posts, if and when I get the time. For now I hope this is enough justification for my absence on the Blogsphere.

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