Growth pangs!

• Get to work...check facebook...browse through random photo albums...see the wall exchange between so called friends...be annoyed/amused at all the random quizzes people take...snoop around on crushes...not actually post anything on their walls...Get bored.
• Check official mail...send lengthy equally officious sounding replies...read innumerable mails on which i am cc-ed...laugh at the ways mails are structured where people keep disagreeing in very polite terms that start with "i totally agree with you, but"...worry a bit about my language and writing getting corporate-ized...get bored.
• Get into meetings...face to face meetings and con-calls which go into minute things...important meetings where strategy decisions are taken...feel like the bottom of the pyramid, in terms of experience and hierarchy...observe the top brass...dream about becoming the next COO/CEO/MD...feel inspired occasionally...fiddle with the coffee and the biscuit trays...loose track of the argument...feel bored.
• Get paid a handsome amount as salary every month for doing interesting work...actually feel happy when I get the ICICI bank salary SMS...dream up ridiculous ways of spending the salary...by the third month, the happyness reduces...a few months down the line, bored.
• Commute nearly 3 hours every day...regret missing the sunrise and the sunset...look at bikes zipping by and become nostalgic about BLAX...dream of taking 10 days off and seeing another country (of course, I can't coz I officially don't have leave till next year)...feel uncomfortable and crushed in crowded train compartments...listen to comfort music for the nth time on my mobile...get bored.
• check personal mails...find the occasional email which is actually personal and not group spam...go through Google Reader...collect arbit snippets of gyaan and cool fundae that i will never quote or use...drool over a few well written poems...take a look at what is hot in this year's Fashion Week...read the rantings of a few friends...like and share a few...get bored.
• Go home...try to pick up a fight with bro (he is too smart, he doesn't fall for it :\)...read 2-3 newspapers...have healthy home food and crib about it...forced to eat fruits and assorted healthy things by mom...watch sitcom episodes back to back...try solving sukodu and feel dumb when i get stuck...get bored.
• Chat with 2.5 people on an average every day over Gtalk...1.5 of them on a very regular basis...occasionally gossip or talk about cute guys...mostly ask "aur kya chal raha hai"..."what else?"....get bored.
• Get that happy fuzzy feeling on Friday evenings...book tickets to plays/movies/stand-up comedies...meet college, XL, random friends...talk a lot...go to expensive coffee places and pay for creamy unhealthy coffee...eat a lot of cheese and drink cold drinks at random high priced restaurants...promptly fall sick and get scolded by mom...get bored.
• volunteer for social work...go trekking...go to library regularly...take a walk occasionally....get bored.

Now, my point is this: I can't/won't be as carefree or busy in a good way as I am now...then why am I not fully happy/satisfied? Why am I questioning everything so much? Is it just the way I am? Is it what 22-year old newly employed people do? Is it quarter life crisis hitting me three years in advance coz I completed my masters early? Is it some new pop psycho theory I don't know of? Why do I find myself thinking more like her? Am I just another whippersnapper? Why can't I be content like him in my searching? Am I a wannabe rebel without a cause? Should I just make some popcorn and go watch 'Fight Club' again? When will I find satisfaction in being ordinary?