Vagueness Intensified

Well there is no relation whatsoever with the title and the content. This non homogeneity i owe to the intense bouts of boredom that i am going through. Even with lots of work and many other commitments, sometimes i feel as if i am not living my life, everything seems so monotonous and dull. Just the same old routine and hectic schedules... Life seems like a mechanized process rather than what life actually meant to be.
I am a simple man with complex tastes. This aptly describes me.
Updates on my life-
Getting my head beaten in the work for my BTech Project.
All the gates to a bright future in the form of a lucrative MS are still open and high.
Acads are sucking out every ounce of my intelligence that i think is left in me after i came to IIT.
And then i have read this not so wonderfull book, but just a pot boiler from the Chetan Bhagat, his third installment named, the 3 mistakes of my life.
Well to be frank, the greatest mistake, rather i would put it in my own sarcastic way, is me getting into IIT. Man that was the worst mistake.Fueled with luck i landed up in this wretched place., and that has led to all other mistakes.
Please Note: - Man, I am not fed of this IIT Life nor i am critising the IIT loyalists.This is just my pure perspective. Comments front dont take the pain of saying yuo are a looser and u are not appreciating this golden oppurtunity of IIT and stuff.. I have utilised everything. Well the only thing is that i just brood alone of the serious fun in life.
Already way ahead into my final year everything seems to be a blur in the distance. Desperately trying to clear the vagueness, i just type on , just to make myself more interesting and to get back on tracks with new vigour and race on.
Had a cup of hot lemon, went for a walk, and then sitting around blogging should drive my entire craziness away. Friends would say i have a lot of adrenalin pumping in always with outburst of craziness which i feel is inherent to me.
Well life is not that bad either on second opinion. This is just that time of the race where you think you are blacking out but failing to realise you are just seconds away from completeing the race. So finally i would say, i have overcome my ennui and so do you people or rather are pushed into boredom with this little fart writing of mine which i proudly call as blogging.
Yeah blogging in itself is this. Fart.
Anyway to my readers, whomsoever i bring you people to an end of a very boring piece of writing.
signing off...