It is summer. I have finished all my (two) exams. Summer is universal free time, even for people who have unstructured school years and study how they want, when they want, and where they want.
So why do I feel like I should be doing something? (aside from the fact that I should be - damn that final presentation for graphic design class).
At any rate, while this summer is far, far better than the last (and also much, much hotter), it does not feel like summer. I didn't cut my hair like I normally do, and I haven't holidayed at Bangalore or at my grandparents' village, Puniyoor. Instead, I'm doing all my holidaying at the end of June, outside the country for the first time, in frickin' Russia! This means I have a whole two months of watching Friends and House and cartooning shittily and not doing that fucking presentation.
This may seem enjoyable, but it somehow isn't. Not everyday can be spent admiring Chase's face (mumumumu, look at it - ANGELIC) and listening to Florence + the Machine wistfully.
I blame it on these no-travelling blues. I like going to Bangalore, and riding in trains and sitting on my grandparents' swing in the evenings and petting the dogs. I miss it, I miss it, I miss it. I want to pet a dog, and I want to see people! I don't want to sit at home, like I always do, I want to do something.
(As long as that something isn't a presentation.)
(I need help.)
So why do I feel like I should be doing something? (aside from the fact that I should be - damn that final presentation for graphic design class).
At any rate, while this summer is far, far better than the last (and also much, much hotter), it does not feel like summer. I didn't cut my hair like I normally do, and I haven't holidayed at Bangalore or at my grandparents' village, Puniyoor. Instead, I'm doing all my holidaying at the end of June, outside the country for the first time, in frickin' Russia! This means I have a whole two months of watching Friends and House and cartooning shittily and not doing that fucking presentation.
This may seem enjoyable, but it somehow isn't. Not everyday can be spent admiring Chase's face (mumumumu, look at it - ANGELIC) and listening to Florence + the Machine wistfully.
I blame it on these no-travelling blues. I like going to Bangalore, and riding in trains and sitting on my grandparents' swing in the evenings and petting the dogs. I miss it, I miss it, I miss it. I want to pet a dog, and I want to see people! I don't want to sit at home, like I always do, I want to do something.
(As long as that something isn't a presentation.)
(I need help.)
This is the realest thing I have seen in a while.. oh my god! You just described how I felt!
ReplyDeleteHaha, glad to see someone can relate!
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