I AM....
Not a great writer- have never been one…
Not a great writer- have never been one…
Not a complete nerd- never been able to tackle Math for ever…
Not an outstanding painter-colors hate me…
Not good at sports- my broken bones tell the story…
Who am I??
That’s the question…a typical teenager victimized by peer pressure, parental and academical pressure. In other words I am creature trying to cope up with the traumatizing process of evolution of ‘Gen Y’. (“Any retrogressive evolutionary changes have been at the most discarded by Nature” – says my 11th grade zoology text book) After nine years, 15 days of agonizing yet fun teenage life(add a ten and u hav ma age), I have come to a conclusion- you really need to be good at living it with an attitude, calm, style and a deep pocket with no holes in it. I am told to be responsible and behave like an adult when it’s about my room and sibling. At the same time I am deprived of the pleasures of a driving license, a cell phone and an I-pod, reasons being that I am still A KID. I have been twisted and contorted into a stranger without an intention and yet I try to introspect as to who exactly I would have been if life was “normal”. Not an outstanding painter-colors hate me…
Not good at sports- my broken bones tell the story…
Who am I??
This is just an attempt to blog... So don't get bored yet... I promise ill get better!!
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