I have made up my mind. I am to enter one of those three coveted IIMs next year. I have started practising for next year, now. Well this is how it has been so far:

I start for office at 8:20 am. I sit there and blog the whole day (only because there is no work which would require my esteemed attention). I come back home by about 9:00, have food, and sit down with the newspaper for about an hour or so (pretty reluctuntly at first, not so now). Its 11 pm by now, and I begin to get the thought that I better practise some quants. So I sit with the quants book. I try to sit, but it gets too painful within about 15 mins, so I slowly begin to slip from sitting to half-lying down and within the next 15, I am lying on the bed with the book over my face. Now I am too weary to even pick up the notebook and solve. I try to do mental calculations, which gives results that don't match any given option. Its about 12:00 by now, and I am pathetically sleepy. So I decide to let go of it today- just today. Tomorrow its going to be a new day, a fresh day where I plan to finish the whole exercise in one sitting. But tomorrow is even worse. I am sleepy even before I could start with the thing. I suddenly go to the beach and sit there till 12:30 (with stupid thoughts like I may be fresh when I get back and I could study for about an hour or so). Obviously, such things don't happen in our world.

The week goes by. Its the weekend now. Time to cash in on all the time in the world that I am given. Friday night goes by planning to get up early tomorrow, and start again, with new vigour. But as it always happens on friday nights, we are out for a movie, and return by 01:00 am after the night show (night show because all other shows are housefull, and we don't but tickets in advance- I don't know why). The next half hour is spent in either cursing or praising the movie. I manage to sleep by about 02:30 am. I do wake up at 07:00 am, but I am too sleepy to be reminded of what all I have planned. I sleep off till 09:00 am. I awake with a start and start practising. Now I am growing hungry. So I go for some breakfast with my rommies. Its about 11:00 by the time we return. Now I gather all of my courage and interest and sit for this thing. But after that heavy breakfast, I am sound asleep again (You might have guessed).

Its about 3:00 pm when they wake me up, for we haven't had lunch at all and we need to eat something now. So off we are again, to eat. Go out to eat, and don't go to the beach! No way! So we sit by the beach for about an hour. What! Its evening!

We start for home- only to find that its going to be dinner time soon. Suddenly, one of these buggers from Verizon drops by, and there goes the evening. We sit and talk, or play 29. Its dinner time. About 6 to 8 of us go for dinner. Then again to the beach, and then to that same bugger's house (just because he has a computer and we might see a movie or two). Sunday passes, not very differently from Saturday (these guys go for practise tests, while I idle away at home). There are even more guys today, everybody back from the test. Now there are about 10 guys (There goes my Sunday). We plan for a movie for today, or going to Spencer (which is a more logical option since there are not going to be any tickets for any show today). We move out of Spencer at about 10:00 pm. Now the main aim is to get a bus back home from Spencer. We wait for a half hour before the first relevant transport comes by. But wait, its crowded to the point of insanity. We are sqeezed inside, hot. We stand for the whole journey and finally reach home totally exhausted. I have been walking inside spencer the whole evening, and now I am too exhausted even to look at that quants book. I fall on the bed and am asleep within the minute.

Its Monday morning.

So thats my week of preparation. Not that you give a damn. But what the hell.

(This piece is written for my future reference)