Friday, July 10, 2009

Epitome of joblessness

It’s been almost three months since I finished my last exam. I sit at home and do nothing but time pass. I watch TV, I sleep, I come online every 5 mins to check mail which I am sure of not receive in that short span. You might envy me of being so free, so relaxed. But it’s the most unpleasant thing which can happen to you. It’s like being caught and sent to Federal de Sona :P You don’t know what Sona is? Its high time you watch prison break!

Ah prison break reminds me of Scofield. He’s the handsomestest creature I have seen. And certainly next on the list is Mr.Pilot :D
If u know me, you know it well that its likely to change :P For those who didn’t get that, ignore that last sentence.

I have stopped feeling awful for not being active and putting on weight. I am just as dead as the calendar. I don’t mean to say that I know of my knowledge, what there is particularly dead about the calendar. I might have inclined, myself, to regard the calendar as the deadest thing in my room. Its June already (June right? :-/) and the calendar, I would say, ‘died’ in the month of February itself. So you will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that I am as dead as the calendar.
Apart from the travelling I did, which was like for a few days, I have done nothing in these two months. But I would like to say that during those few days I wasn’t a wimp but really did enjoy visiting great places. You say I wasn’t really dead and shouldn’t compare myself with the calendar? Come on! The calendar has continued to exist for two months whatsoever :P

Few of the questions which has puzzled me are
1.Why doesn't mum wake me up early in the morning?
2.Why doesn’t dad ask me to ‘be creative’ and ‘do something’?
It hurts! It hurts very much when people start to not tell you things which you don’t like. but certainly better than the usual mum and dad’s lecture saga :P

Am I making any sense at all? I hope your answer is no. Otherwise I will know how jobless you are and like me, as dead as the calendar on my wall.
I was clear enough in the title itself and don’t dare blame me for writing the worst piece of blog writing ever. :D