It was probably a good idea to have postponed my blogging till today. Had i blogged on friday or saturday it would have nothing much more than a constant stream of mega PMS-sy ranting. Not only was i already feeling strangely feral this weekend, coincidentally a few random people chose to heighten my blood pressure as well.

First was my one of my group project mates - also the Computing year rep. I finished my ( more than fair ) share of the research and HTML and passed it over to him a day early to collate and arrange into the frames and layout he already drafted( looks very template-ish).FInal deadline to have our finished pages on our alloted server space was 1700 hrs friday. Here's a brief summary of what happened on that day:

1300hrs- said he finished putting everything together. He'll upload after friday prayers
1630hrs- swung by labs to pick up work, found out our server area still empty. WTF.
1640hrs- got back to the hall and gave him a call. Still fiddling with the page. Give him 10 mins, he says, 'safe' , he says
1650hrs- had the balls to ask me whether i knew how to upload the pages to the server
1655hrs- he finally passed me the pages, and i sec-Exed them to the server. Problem - his frames and shit were in many many subfolders, and those didn't really transfer all too well.
1700hrs- we're fucked. He'll try and claim technical problems and settle with CSG and the assesors

He had better damn well work that out.

Secondly, bumped into an ex-Oundelian ( same boarding house for 2 years)doing Maths whom i so successfully avoided the whole term ( eg 20+ missed calls). Just the sight of that fucking hongkey ( disclaimer - apologies to the people from hong kong i know who are actually not out of their fucking minds). almost made me spew bile ala The Exorcist and turn my head 360. GOD not many of you guys can imagine how annoying he actually is - a hideous ,skinny poseur who thinks he's god's gift to women and sings like a cat being gang-raped by anthromorphic power drills. Those of you who do maths at IC or heard my boarding school stories can concur.

Besides supressing all that pure malice, it was an alright weekend. Managed to catch the third Harry Potter movie. Definite eye candy and very well shot, but you didn't hafta read the book to know that they schmutzed the story quite a bit(BTW yes alex, emma watson's cute, but she's like what, 15? A bit of a pervy kiddy-tiddler now, eh? hehehehe). After the show alex, lu and myself had a little walking tour of the housing around Gloucester ( not by choice ) on the way to finding a 'shortcut' thru to Sainsburys for a midnight run. Fun.

Saturday? Still very little work done. Almost passed out makin the Dhal for dinner in the sauna of a kitchen. Sweated seas and cried rivers ( onions, garlic, chilles and ginger galore) . At least the moghuls feast turned out well - tandoori chicken, dhall and naan. Apologies to any of the old folks with weak stomachs. Would've been better with more lime and ghhhHHEEEE no? Next time i'll make sure to personally deliver any cholestrol or fat in my cooking.

These mood swings have GOT to go...grarrgh.Worryworryworryworrystressstressstress.....just one more lab and programming test to endure.

19 days do go.....