Well, there’s lot to complain about, and lots to demand help for…
First off, I am inundated with blogs. Everyone has one. Not that everyone shouldn’t have one. But, it’s taking too much time of mine to read through them, comment on them…
Yes, yes, simple solution, stop reading them. But that would mean missing out so many things. It’s like not living life to the fullest. Like sensory deprivation. HELP!
Second off, I am inundated with things to read. The Garfield strips are huge. Loads of books piling away, I want to read them some time… What an awful shortage of time! Such a waste!
My college studies have come to a complete stop. Haven’t taken a book in hand since a long time. Soon, assignments will be due. Practicals too. Not to mention the expectation that some of our professors have, that we read and come to class. HELP!
CAT. Right. I know it’s in November. I know only four (well, I am extra frightened now, thought it was five earlier!) months left. But still, am not putting in as much time and effort as I should.
Project work. Gosh! This one’s taking a huge hit on the timing front. Got to prepare a plan for implementation. Wonder when I am going to do that. My project guide is going to kick my sorry arse. HELP!
Insanely long chats. With friends. What a bummer!
Sleep. Deprivation of sleep. Rather lack of practice of not sleeping. Stupid rains, screw up the entire schedule. And the fact that my machine was rebooting every few hours, and I was busy troubleshooting (still am) it for the past week. HELP!
I want to finish off Ruby. And Java. And Python. And Linux. And MATLAB. Um, did I just bite off more than I can chew?
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And yet, I have recently acquired the nauseating feeling of me missing out on life. 
There is more to it. There really is. And how I wish that I could key down everything here, but this is not the place. Sorry!