Change, anyone?

Change apparently is the only constant in life.
I somehow disagree. Look at the basic question in my life.

1995-96: To B or not to B?

1997-98: To B or not to B?

2000-01: To B or not to B?

2001-02: To B or not to B?

2004-05: To B or not to B?

2005-06: To B or not to B?

In between it varied a little to : To B or to B?
or to : To BE or not to BE?

2006-07: To B or not to B?

2007-08: To B or not to B?

The B's change...the question still remains.

Breathe...

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down, its time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.

Why do these words scare me everytime I hear them?
Why does my life seem like these words were written to describe it?
When is Enough well and truly ENOUGH?

Love in the form of Venn Diagram...CATegory theory

By the way who or what is Vanilla ice?
Will this lead to a CATaclysmic CATastrophe?
Hope not.

Interesting link (nerd alert level 5): http://xkcd.com/

PI is not equal to 3.1415926535....

Your head is spinning,
your heart is beating so hard it makes your head rock,
the guy who went in to your panel first comes out disoriented,
they ask radioactivity and SIDBI and flipflops and the migration of Jews to India and
poetry and Fundamental rights,
.
.
.
you take deep breaths and curse yourself for not revising these things,
you remind yourself that this is not Life and Death,
... but then what the hell ,
THESE ARE THE IIM INTERVIEWS.
And the cycle begins again.