cranium's boredom ballad

What do I do? Getting bored. Feeling lost. Bad results. Mom. Dad. I’ll write my journals. No I don’t wanna write them. Let me call her. No I don’t want to. Okay I’ll call someone else. Well, who do I call. Hmmm. No I don’t want to talk to anyone. I’ll go to Pune tomorrow. Nah. What’ll I do? I am short on money. Its okay I’ll borrow. No forget it. God help me. Govinda. I think I should listen to some music. La la la la. Rang de, dil se. No. English music. I don’t like rock. I don’t want to listen to the same old songs. Please no Don Williams. Okay My immortal. Fuck its so sad. Something better. Okay fuck the music, I’ll read. One page, two pages, three pages…god its so boring. Life is so boring. There’s nothing to do here. What do I do? I am lost. No Milind you cant think like this. Do something. What do I do? There’s nothing here. Computer. Internet. What the hell!! No one’s online. Gosh! no bloody internet connectivity. Darn, what a god forsaken place is this. Hare Ram Hare Krishna. Movie. Porn. No sexual drive. Disgusting. What do I do? Sleep. Shit. Fuck. No sleep. Mosquitoes. Fuck them. I’m thirsty. Water. Now I am hungry. What do I do? I’ll eat. I don’t have anything here. Wait I’ll ask someone. Fuck, no one has anything. No luck. More water. Sleep. Still no sleep. Walk. Talk. What to talk and with whom. Okay no talk. Some silence. Enough. Yes!!! Write. Computer. MS Word. Write. Over with writing. Now what do I do? Help. Govinda Govinda. More water. Again some water. Heck I’m not thirsty. Who cares. More water. Sleep. No sleep. Still sleep. Hare Ram Hare Krishna. Sleep. water. No sleep. Okay phone call. Talk. Now finally sleepy. Sleep.