Summer Internship...and this heat...somebody send me to bratislava

Had to find one desperately... and found it rather easily...so i am working as an intern in tcp advertizing for my summer internships...and i m not hating it atall....well to begin with....i dont have the patience to think...and i am too lazy and too 'whatever' to work!! i hate to be dominated, i hate working...but i do like to chase my dreams...hmmm...in a very practical way...or maybe the word 'practical' to me is just a word! but i said 'maybe', who knows if i am actually a fool to even think that way...well this time i have to complete my quota of two months of internship....its wet, humid, boring, tiring...exhausting...boring..oh..did i mention boring twice??...newe, and not even a payment to be happy about...not that interns dont get paid but i somehow find myself doing social service!red fm was a horrible experience...sitting wid a radio all day to monitor channels...is that what you call 'job'? i would rather fly kites and sleep than this...come on!oh btw i am awesome at flying kites...and like getting tanned in the sun...DHOOP!!! yes i feel energized...i dont like the ac at all...i feel stuffy and irritated...i am a fan person...but look at me now...sitting in the ac all day with sheets of paper spread out infront of me...and a pen impringting my thoughts on the paper...but my mind is somewhere else...i am good at it...they say!!! i can draw and i can represent my thoughts with my drawings...!!! but my mind is still playing back the highlights of last nights match played b/w the french and the dutch...4-1 to the dutch, my team for the cup, how they did so well to beat the french...so cool oranje...and then the bsnl ad takes over from the dutch going beserk after the final whistle like a parallel montage sort of a thing...i fold the sheets of paper put my pen back in my pocket....work finished...job done...so i say to my boss..."sir ar parchi na...ebar bari jabo..."