I think i'm turning into an old parsi hag who lives with bald cats...(i don't have any pets...darn) or may be i'm just turning into Norman Bates *a boy's best friend is his blond wigged -dead -skeletal mother*.
Sitting through the day on the first bench and staring at philandering coefficients snuggle up to completely strange variables, exhibitioning their debauchery on the chalkboard, i realised....wow control systems engineering is scandalous.
stare at equations on chalkboard ,
stare at equations on greaseboard,
check my zit in the mirror,
stare at equations on computer screen,
the day is like one long gestation for a solution.
it came to an end with a group discussion where i argued my male feminist teacher about women's liberation.I wonder if it makes me a facist to label a feminist by their gender .....anyhoo...while playing audience i got bored of the cheesy topic of livein relationships(barf) and i asked my friend why do they register marriages...
he said-because polygamy is illegal.
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