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This time is what i define as the interim period between semester transitions, its just a couple of days actually, say over a week, though i really did a good job studying my car and bike to a considerably ok level, ive displayed my usual feeling of complacency and thereby my inability to do multi-tasking, whatever be it, the result is that i dint even finish one out of the four books i wanted to read, and now as I write this, its more like a feeling of standing close to a deep reef swinging out of balance, my workshop exam is day after tommorow and i have no clue whatsoever, got to read a whole Agatha christie book as well as prepare for my workshop, as usual trying to make ends meet, talking about my university exams, they were not exactly the best piece of cake, but my ever optimistic mind hopes for rather average mark, say 75% hopefully with the grace of god, my 2nd yr is on the cards, just hoping, hoping for the best, this is all that occupies my mind now i guess, so adios..

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