IT'S ONE OF THOSE DAYS..

I'm in a very serious mood. The brooding type. All I do when somebody cracks a joke is quirk an eyebrow. If I'd been a boy with this temprament permanently, I'd be a Mills & Boon hero-- minus the icy blue stare and the million dollars.

Feeling very listless, and for no reason whatsoever. On analyzing, I now conclude that I'm not satisfied with my life at all. I once read somewhere (Cosmo, was it?) that to check if you're happy with where you are in life, you should slot your life into the following categories (in no particular order) and then run it under the microscope.

1. Family: I'm in a cribby mood, but even after minutes of thinking, i can't find fault.. I'm very happy:)
2. Career: Have no idea where I'm going with this-- still feel like tearing my hair out when somebody says "define marketing/ a brand". And it does not end there. When I'm at one of my high points in enthusiasm about the supposedly bright future (and we carefully do not compare with any other B-schools here), somebody asks, "Do you know exactly what you're looking for in your career? Do you have a PLAN?" Argh.
3. Romance: Do I have my Abhishek Bachchan??!!!!
4. Physical Health: A gazillion allergies, and a nose that makes me sneeze each morning irrespective of the season. Carrying a shawl to class in the middle of the summer is not something I fancy, contrary to common perception.

1 out of 4????!!!!!!!! 25% satisfaction??!!!! GAH!!!

I normally enjoy my solemn moods, but after the above analysis, I find myself at the absolute bottom of the despondency pit.

Think I'll go watch some Friends, and pig out on some chocolate cake. One thing that's really good-- I don't have calorie-worries :)

And so that I don't read this blog in the future and go "What's with me??!!", I'm going to put this down to PMS and wipe the whole thing under the carpet. If there is such a thing as over-analyzing nothingness, this has got to be it.