The Diary of a Looming Deadline

People seem to fear me, I don’t know why. I am the sweetest thing you could ever come across. I don’t frighten people unless they want to be afraid me, in which case I oblige. I love to have people see me coming along and react without any adverse reaction, sadly this doesn’t happen often. Only people who others call “nerds” (I think it’s the word), have no problem with me. Those are my kind of people. They don’t call me names, they look at me with distaste very rarely, and best of all, they honour me!

Now there are those people who hate me, and see me as the enemy. It really hurts when they complain about how I am looming over them, it is very unfair, it is not in my control where I am set down on the calendar. I just try to pass each day like it is my last, because I have to keep hopping from one day to the next. You know, when they postpone me, or when they throw me out and affix me to some other task. When this happens, I know I did my best and can peacefully move onto the next person.

Those people who never keep to me, but never complain about me because I don’t even really exist for them– they make me feel so under-valued. I sometimes wonder what I did wrong for these people I never even meet until I must leave to be so unhappy with me. I will soon be forced to leave them, that is when they notice me, blame me, get angry with me or continue to ignore me.I don’t know which I find more insulting-when they refuse to acknowledge me or when they acknowledge my existence but bemoan it. How would they feel if I did that to them? I am so loving of them—I  wait for them, I keep on dragging my heels, while they drag theirs until they finally feel motivated enough to fulfill my requirements.

Maybe one day I will cease to be such a burden, and be embraced the way I deserve to be, as a challenge they must face head-on and work to complete with all their effort! Instead I am ridiculed with half-hearted, pathetic attempts to appease some unimportant and often invisible master.

Humans have the oddest personality problems, I have never met another entity with so many inconsistencies in the make-up of its features. I don’t know what they would do if they didn’t have me and my brethren to keep them in check. Luckily, they haven’t figured out that without them giving power to us, we wouldn’t be able to cause this totally unwanted dread and even fear in the hearts of their young and old.

Now I must go and cause some anxiety to a few students and employees around the world, while my friends do the same in the rest of the countries.


Stop! Green Light

The light winks,

It knows what it’s doing to me,

Cheeky thing,

It knows what I want.


A break from the long day.

Time to remove what I don’t need and get what I do.

But it smiles benevolently.

Mind-reading monster.


I must push on,

Keep going until I don’t have to.


Home will be reached;

Cold and dripping with rain,

Because of the wily

Unbending Light.

MOOCing all the way home

With my rather tame obsession for MOOCs (Massive Open Online Courses) I have completed two and am at present enrolled in three more. My tendency to multi-task has backfired rather painfully—the work from all three is colliding with the work I have to do for the college I actually attend. The weekly assignments from the MOOCs are interesting, but quite frankly a pain in the behind when Charles Dickens, George Eliot, Thomas Hardy, and R.L. Stevenson beckon from the Victorian Period.

To get on to the more positive aspects of MOOCs, they help to really make you feel better about yourself. This is not just in the clichéd “Oh, it is so nice to meet new people” sense, but in a more complex way.

As far as meeting people goes, I like to preserve my anonymity, so I really don’t interact too much on the forums and discussion threads that are constantly popping up from sources all over the world. It is interesting to see the things people write, and occasionally the ludicrousness of the opinions will make me laugh, but often I agree with certain views. When people disagree, there is a fair amount of debate that I find entertaining, sometimes informative and otherwise just completely unintelligible!

When people hold views I agree with I feel a sort of anonymous approval and self-affirmation. This is how these courses help me, apart from the most obvious way in learning about some topic or the other. The courses can help you remember that there are people out there who agree with you about things, which somehow makes me feel I am not alone in the big scary world. It is like when you meet someone and you agree about everything, you feel connected. This happens on a much larger scale with some of the MOOCs, especially where you get to read people’s assignments as part of the peer grading system.

The most interesting thing perhaps is that the videos and assignments force you to rethink some of the ideas you hold. Either by directly proving their fallacy, as in the case of myths about Psychology that were debunked in my course- Introduction to Psychology as a Science, or by just pointing out chinks that you can go on to attack, until you are left without any armour (just to complete my metaphor).

Some see MOOCs as a waste of time, but I think people who stick it out to the end become more critical about the subject of the course, and can apply the positive aspects of it however they want. Or even the negative aspects, I mean, who knows what some people choose to take away from a course?