dhur sala...

three friggin term papers to submit. three days to go. and i am blogging...globbing...how does it matter anyway?stupid bitch of a librarian keeps fining me 20 bucks for books which were in tatters since 1969...i come back from two back to back trips and i sit down with chaucer!!and i recently discovered that i am not just the laziest and most indolent bum alive, but i am also a moron par excellence. i will flunk, or worse get average marks, and i will never ever get a job. in which case my boyfriend will dump me and my parents will disown me.(my nearest and dearest ones are guided solely by vested interests in their dealings with me),there...now i have become completely schizophrenic...reading a certain blog for too long takes its toll on one...where was i?oh, the complete failure that is doyeeta's life...yes, so i will never get a job..because i suck at everything...seldom have i met someone who is as singularly untalented as i am...i suck at sports, singing, dancing, painting, cooking, and pottery and skydiving and playing the banjo.(i can, however, roll joints of hash and marijuana,or both together!). i am also rude, foul mouthed and bitchy. my value in the marriage market would be lesser than mamata banerjee's. so, since i will never get a job, and will be disinherited and dumped unceremoniously on my bony ass, maybe i will offer tuitions to people even more dimwitted or merely misled. and when i am thirty seven and still skinny, maybe i will marry a fifty yr old, five feet three, widower, with a paunch, a bald pate and three pesky kids. or even better, die a virgin. there. thats my life for you. oh god!! this is so pathetic....