The big bottle of aquafina stares at me from across the room. Large, looming and annoyingly blue. Three days ago, I thought buying a 2 litre bottle of water would ensure that I didn't have to keep running to the store. But little did I know that this particular bottle was designed by a narcissistic bottle-designer (yes, that's a profession) who knew that this bottle would land up in my hands. That's when the battle began. Its been 2 weeks since I officially began living by myself. The 6 weeks at TWU never counted as I always had friends around, the sole purpose of my apartment being the comfy bed it offered. But now, I'm on my own. Apart from managing my career, I need to do my own grocery shopping, make my own coffee and most of all, make sure I'm fed thrice a day... a concept I'm yet to really comprehend. Having been a bit of a spoilt kid back at home, whether it was going out to get a photocopy or getting a glass of milk at night, there was always someone by ...
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Why aren't you sleeping, stupid?