In which I Work to Move On

Ahem. So work.

Well I never knew that I am a workaholic and I still don’t know :D

Let me tell you of what my daily schedule is:

5:20 am: Wake up

5:25 am: Snooze

5:30 am: Wake Up (punch punch)

5:31 am: Turn the geyser on

5:31 and half second later: Go back to sleep

5:35 am: Take bath

5:45 am: Recite the holy book (yeah yeah… this pixie once in a day transforms into angel-like and does somewhat good)

5:50 am: Offer Prayers to GOD ALMIGHTLY (yeah yeah I am not an atheist after all, I require to keep God pleased and happy with me, so that he peppers all his shiny shiny and bright and sparkling things on me :D)

6:00 am: Snooze again

6:30 am: Wake up have tea and butter (butter here are biscuits and not butter-butter which is full of fat and blah)

(in the meantime) idk what I do

7:00 am: Arrive at office

-work *laugh* work

-work *sing* work

*coffee break*

-work *rant* work

-work *jabber* work

*gobble others lunch*

-work *hum* work

-work *yell* work

and seriously people, I love to work and work and work

What exactly this “work” is will be reveled in the next post :D

So today after a long time, or better I put it this way.

Today for the first time in my life, after this workaholic Tanzy phase, I had a visit to “The Library”

And I for some reason feel that I am missing out on something, the library hark backs me of my love for reading and how I missed reading and that I should study my college books and not fiction etcetera and this also smacks me of how Sharon is behaving now a days, as she is getting “it all”, she hardly has time for me, her academics, her nick, her things and baah (and oh don’t worry, I’m cool with that) If she’s got no time for me, I have been through tougher times, I can live exclusive of her.

You learn to move on. And moving on is the “mantra” for life.

Now you move on from this post and let me move on and take some forty winks :D

Nighty Night :D