I am so worked up with work these days. I am actually not getting any time for my self. Loads and loads of assignments have already piled up, then there is newsletter and Decibel CC, god know's what not. Its making me damm tired. I am trying blogging as a tress buster but I don’t know how far I’ll come as a help, but no prob in trying.
Whenever I come back I feel so tired that I feel like jumping in the arms of the soft wonder (my bed for the time being!). I long for the quilt to wrap me within and make me feel like on top of the world. A bed is like the moon for a tired person. When you are working the whole day and fighting to get an auto back home you feel like, let the world go to hell, your bed is your paradise.
For me, my cool blue bed sheet is like my personal spa where I get all heavenly treatments that too for free. I long for my soft mattress to massage my back, my pillow takes care of my head massaging, and the sweet fragrance of my room freshener, odonil makes the spa treatment so refreshing. But how can I forget my partner, my love of life (in BLR) in whose arms I lay my tired head, who loves me like a boyfriend, and takes my care like a mom when I am tired and listens to me when I am angry or sad, -my sweetest teddy, Mr Softy. He is the coolest masseur one might get. He is my best friend after someone who is always there to listen to me patiently.
When one gets an opportunity to have such a lavish treatment, who will wait to sit and bring out laptop and start your work. I don’t know what others do, I feel like diving in my bed. That’s what I have been doing recently. But I’ll tell you giving in to your temptations can pay off very badly. I somehow plan to finish off work the next day morning. But I fail to realise that I am the last person on earth whose gonna wake up early.
That’s why attendance, assignments everything is going down the drain. I don’t get time to have my breakfast, then run for autos which I never get, coz those idiots can only ask for more and make faces. Good for nothing jerks. I hate all of them. Whats gonna happen … no idea
Whenever I come back I feel so tired that I feel like jumping in the arms of the soft wonder (my bed for the time being!). I long for the quilt to wrap me within and make me feel like on top of the world. A bed is like the moon for a tired person. When you are working the whole day and fighting to get an auto back home you feel like, let the world go to hell, your bed is your paradise.
For me, my cool blue bed sheet is like my personal spa where I get all heavenly treatments that too for free. I long for my soft mattress to massage my back, my pillow takes care of my head massaging, and the sweet fragrance of my room freshener, odonil makes the spa treatment so refreshing. But how can I forget my partner, my love of life (in BLR) in whose arms I lay my tired head, who loves me like a boyfriend, and takes my care like a mom when I am tired and listens to me when I am angry or sad, -my sweetest teddy, Mr Softy. He is the coolest masseur one might get. He is my best friend after someone who is always there to listen to me patiently.
When one gets an opportunity to have such a lavish treatment, who will wait to sit and bring out laptop and start your work. I don’t know what others do, I feel like diving in my bed. That’s what I have been doing recently. But I’ll tell you giving in to your temptations can pay off very badly. I somehow plan to finish off work the next day morning. But I fail to realise that I am the last person on earth whose gonna wake up early.
That’s why attendance, assignments everything is going down the drain. I don’t get time to have my breakfast, then run for autos which I never get, coz those idiots can only ask for more and make faces. Good for nothing jerks. I hate all of them. Whats gonna happen … no idea
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