could'nt think of one..

this post exists merely as an excuse to avoid the malpractice called education....and to have an alibi for that wretched conscience thingy....
i can't recall a time when i worked as much as i was supposed to. its as if satan intervenes to save my lifeforce....its a soothing sickness where you have that nice tingling feeling in your feet......though that's just the tip of the iceberg...

the symptoms(those i suffer from)

1. an insatiable appetite for slumber
2. an unbound hunger
3. a sudden variation in the definition of boring
4. an unparalleled interest in that small cobweb in the corner
5. a rise in the appreciation of beauty around us....precisely a laptop, an ipod(i don't have one but still),a person to talk to for that matter.....
6. that general disregard for all the pioneers of the 19th century or something who immortalized their backyard toil(do i hear shouts of agreement??)
7. a feeling to avoid work by all means(like a blog maybe)-subjected to personal habitude

that i guess ought to convey the message from the deepest layers of my absurdly bigoted head....

now back to education...
tomorrow's the only exam i can score an A....(i can't believe myself... an actual real-time A!!)
-nj

who am i??

"its still the same
its been the same
day after night
always till today

am i a father's pride,
or my mother's smile,
a brother's chum or
the twinkle of a sister's eye

am i smugness
on a friend's face,
or a loathing,
a heartbreak

am i sane
a chap of reason,
or plain simple rabid
with no thoughts humane

its still the same
its been the same
night after day
always till today

for today i know
not all but this
i am a bit sad
and so are you

for today i know
you read my words
being a dimwit when i ask
"Who am I??" "
-nj

PS: no offence.... :P