Cycle

its a mundane life to say the least..............i m becomin more lik a robo wat ppl normally assocciate wit me as my movements resemble those of a robot............
life after GMAT has been a little better ......no studies....no undue tension.....no expectations.....but it has become a never ending cycle.....
Day for me begins at 6 AM......n go off to the club for a swim which i hardly noe.....but i m tryin really hard to learn this art.......my body being the only hurdle between my mind n this art.........then after an hour of frollicking in the waters, (n if lucky catch a few eye candies) i rush back home to get ready for work......han for all those ppl who thot i was not employed, i m, in my Dad's company....it has its pros n cons but we wil com to tht latr.......han to i com bac home. get ready in as little time i can..........then hav my breakfast......the tummy wants more but i somehow control myself to a litttle....then off to factory........in the factory even though i don wrk as a labour its tirin nonetheless(abt this we will discuss ltr).........bac home at arnd 8.....then either i hav something to do or jus lik tht i step out to get some air to my lungs....get home eat dinner n doze off.......n in the entire day i haventhad time to b me.......not read paper for an hour, not relaxed, n god only knows not done wat all SAgar must hav don wen Sagar was Sagar.........
n again the nxt day the cycle continues.........
only Sundays are refreshing.....i get to play football(though me being the worst of the lot i play wit) n mostly counter strike...........
Or if i m really lucky meet my sweetheart.................
This way most of my weeks hav passed aftr my GMAT on 16th Sep n i suppose wil pass on hereafter.......