One adventure called life

Whoa, what a week it has been! Classes have begun, they’re terrible, and I’ve gone out with such a frequency I’m surprised. And found a little funny job for myself too.
This prof is crazy. I mean, really crazy. Crazier than the ones who’ve taught me before, that he keeps laughing in class while others yawn and doze off so obviously, that he must either be blind, or so strong at heart that he continues to teach when every student is nodding off in sleep.
‘4 principles in accounting’ (or something else, I do not know) and he laughs. Now which sane person on earth finds ‘4 principles’ funny?? And the ‘4’ seems to be giving him some thrills that he breaks into spells of laughter till we glare at him asking him to continue.

An early morning class that it is, yours truly has no incentive to stay awake. I doze off in class, wake up startled when something vaguely similar to my name in said in class : ‘morning’, ‘warning’, ‘money’ or ‘funny’ (don’t get me started on how funny could be vani, in Singapore, it can). Or when my pen tore a line across my neat (and empty) printed lecture slides (never doze off with a pen in your hand). Better still, a prod from my neighbour. We do this as a mutual help, you see. So much for accounting. If not for all the fun I’ve been having here, I’d have wanted to slap myself for choosing to stay back.

After having survived 3 ½ hours of accounting yesterday, I went to try for this research data collection job. Basically, calling up people and asking them questions, if at all they were willing to answer. My luck, every person I called wouldn’t answer, despite my pleas. At least four people couldn’t speak English, they were grandmothers. Two people refused to answer because they would miss their show they were watching on TV. ‘No, I can’t spend 3 minutes, my show will be gone,’ he said. The only one yesterday who was kind enough to answer me was a housewife, which again, gave me a great deal of embarrassment. She said ‘no’ for every answer related to the research. As I mindlessly read out the questions the computer flashed, I saw ‘Gender: male/female?’ I stopped right on time from asking her that question. The funniest part was whether she was married. She had a bewildered tone as she said ‘Yeah lor!’

Wondering if I should even continue this. It’s fun, and I have the time at my disposal, and it’s flexible. Giving it a second try today. If it’s boring, it’s out, and I’ll get back to lazing around.
Life seems adventurous.

And now for the big P.S.: The previous post was made up, a story; I didn’t put up a disclaimer because I had a bet with my friend. And we both won the bet. :D If that seemed to be deceiving, I’m sorry!!