Pilot
It's always has been a ritual to write a page of my diary on the first day of the year for me. But this year it took me 21 days to write the first page and that too in a virtual diary. Then again the last year was no ordinary year, was it?I am away from home for the first time. Living on my own, feeding and sustaining myself... washing my clothes for the first time.
See that's the problem with spoilt brats like me.. all my life I was so much dependent on others for living my daily life that ordinary things appear to be too much for people like me. I might be overreacting.. may be not, but these 4 months have changed my life completely. I always wanted this freedom of staying on my own away from overprotective parents (I am a single child).. away from the nagging and asking permission for simple things. I've got the freedom now.. but at what cost?Sharing a room with 2 other roommates, eating blatant meals 3 times a day, and of course.. you know it.. washing my own bloody clothes.
Then again, this experience has offered its pros as well.. I have lost weight, my body is becoming slim day by day, my skin has started to glow and my periods are back on the right track. I have got a crush who lives in the adjacent hostel. I live in a beautiful place all in all.
But concerns never leave their human behind .. do they? I am concerned about my project and also have to get into a good PhD program after my masters. But I am not working hard enough.
Enough of my rant!! I have to get my life together.. I will wake up early and work at least 9 hours a day.. 4 of which will be related to my project work and rest will be on my studies. I will keep my self together. I will increase my work hours and be organised. I want betterment for myself and will work my ass off if I have to. Also I will make myself forget him (that is for some other day to rant about).
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