An angry bitter blog

9:45- Woke up to an onslaught of alarms- La Bamba, Accidentally in love and some random beeping.

9:47- After knocking on the bathroom door for over 3 minutes, decided to change in the middle of the room. Roommate caught sight of naked torso, gasped in horror and turned to the other side, willing herself to go back to sleep.

9:50- Looked for kajal which was carefully hidden behind heaps of newspapers, Maggie soup packets, roasted chana packets, libray books that will never ever be returned, ever, and fluorescent coloured mugs.

9:55- Watched roommate stir again. Struck a deal.(If I go for morning class, you'll do the afternoon one?)

10:00- Promised myself that I would eat one paratha and one paratha only.

10:05- Ate two paranthas.

11:30- Informal meeting with Professors. Got singled out. Oh yes! (Who is the editor???! Ridiculous headline, RIDICULOUS!) Skulked to the lab, re-re-edited page and sat around for the designer to come and help change my life.

12:30- Came back to room. Watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding, almost crying at the funny parts.

1:00- Slept.

5:00- Woke up to phone screaming out "Bohemian Like You" and to find people who were not my roommates beside me on the conjoined beds. Clutched sheet to chest, and poked one of the non-female intruders. It was a friend. Somebody pitched an idea, "Let's order Americana", someone else yelled, "I am on a diet!". Wills weakened, wallets groaned in protest. "Yay Americana" screams punctuated by, "I hate Chennai! It's making me FAT"

6:00- No money=No Americana

7:00- Phone calls that made me wish I could EAT love.

8:00- Read two pages of a book I don't intend to finish. Decided to starve.

9:00- Stalked people on facebook.

9:30- Stalked some more. Read celebrity gossip. Snapped at roommate after which we analysed her love life. Skipped dinner, drank some soup, swore that we'd do Surya Namaskar the next day.

10:00- Watched a french movie with hap-hazard subtitles. Googled my body shape, which to my dismay was apple. "But you can't be an apple", said my roommate, her eyes wide with pity. "That would mean you're round!"

12:00- Fought over who'd switch off the lights, and then fought about whether we'd switch off the lights.

1:00- Sat alone. With the lights on. Torn between loneliness, hunger and self pity. Googled apple shaped celebrities to make self feel better.

2:00- Wrote an angry bitter blog.