Saturday, August 11, 2007

In the past hour plus, I've found myself to have

1. drunk instant coffee mixed with chinese herbs.
2. made instant mashed potato, took a spoonful & gave the rest to Nur Aini.
3. read the Oprah magazine twice over.
4. flipped through a dozen books, reading snippets but never completing them.
5. went down the stairs 11 storeys
6. went up the stairs 9 storeys, & took the lift for the remaining two
7. played those stupid but addictive match-3-in-a-row online games, in the forms of cartoon food
8. played the retarded pre-installed games on my phone until I got frustrated cos I kept dying.
9. invaded Nur Aini's phone.
10. played that stupid online game again, and finally died because I got stuck.

if you hadn't realised, I'm extremely bored.

I'd be lying to say that "I can't study" because I can, just that I'm fucktardedlyincredibly lethargic & can't seem to get my brain gears turning & juices flowing. This is majorly disconcerting because it means I've lost my drive = I might as well just raise my white flag up because I'm screwed three times over.

Maybe I just need lunch, food of any kind. This is where my sister comes in. No matter how much I hate her for being vain & taking years just to get ready for a simple lunc (after which is her tuition - why the hell bother to dress up??) she's the only one that makes me feel real at times. Where's the link from this to lunch, I don't know. But there, I've admitted it. Swallow it up & never remind me of this confession ever.

If you haven't studied, do tell me so I won't feel like the biggest retard in the world. Even if you have, like a million times, just tell me you haven't. You'll make my day, truly.

POM notes, here I come(?)

xxx.