living?

yeah..so we're living alright. REALLY ? i mean..is this what you call living? i was like shipped back to this dreary desert all the way from India in the peak of my teenage years..not cool..n then...i'm treated like i'm in school..fuck even worse! we're transported to "college" everyday in a damn bus...just that we dont have fixed seats..thats a wonder.
and then coming back home is a different story...you get back all sick and tired from the humiliatingly long journey..till you find out that you're not done as yet. sit with mom, tell her what happened at college, go through embarassing and freaky(sometimes) cell-check sessions...and what more..get interrogated on every SMS!
parallel phone lines, balance limits, funny stares at the sound of anything masculine..well life's just beginning to roll ainit?
ah well, if that's what life is, i'm sure as hell living it to the fullest! but seriously, do i not have the right to demand a better one! what makes folks think they own us? well they did give birth to us, but hey, we never asked them to! it was just a moment of sheer passion and emotion that led to this accident they named "melissa" :S
and yeah..i totally forgot to mention the "our generation" bull! parents somehow, froze into the same time period and fail to undertand that we've moved on! one thing i always hear from my mom, its almost a greeting in my house (much to the likes of "good morning")...it goes this way " we never demanded for cellphones and laptops when we were your age" ah someone remind them, they were deprived of such technological advancementts in their so-called "generation" !!
now i'm starting to realise, maybe i do have a bit of life not sucked out of me as yet :P
okay, im beginning to get irritated with my own constant whines and grief. So i'm gonna stop here and tell me how your lives are any different from mine!

Just for kicks though, i'd like to debate on it! for now, i shall go back to what i was doing earlier, listening to Dido... one of the few pleasures i treat myself to =D