Sucker Life

Ending of college life, the horrifying vacations, the frustrating summer afternoon with nothing to do but sleep, sleep, sleep. . . My life these days have become some sort of a nightmare! Nightmare seems to be just an underestatement, because it sucks to the core, beyond imagination. Time seem to pass by with such obligation. Even the clock stares at me with such ruthless intensity, saying, why the hell are you sitting idle all the time? Why can’t you do some work? ‘But what work”, I ask in response… “Any work, cleaning the house, washing clothes, arranging your room… (Remember divyanshi is going to drop by for lunch on Friday) and you shameless girl willembarrass yourself when she sees your dirty and filthy house! Humph! I am irritated by you and your sleeping aura!” This last sentence simply freaked me out of my wits… My sleeping habit is one which seems to strike a wrong chord with each and every person around me. My Dad scolds me for sleeping till late in the morning, my best friend, Divyanshi, detests my sleep because she always calls me up in the morning and I am busy wandering in my dreamland!!! Sometimes I think why the hell are people so concerned about my late waking up routine? I know I am sounding too frustrated, disturbed, annoyed, and complaining at the drop of the hat… Who is responsible for this? My life has made me like this… I suck… so does my life!!!