Its like a curse u know. Like a venomous poison slithering down a path of innocent weeds , demolishing their 48 hours of nourishment. What is this oppressive curse one might ponder. Well here i tell ya.
Everytime i wanna write something inspiring , i become uninspired.
like just now , how i wanna write about my view towards why/how young teenagers proudly and publicly buying a condom over the counter store. I already had few good pointers and even few humorous cynical remarks on this matter but as i said , it is like a curse.
Everytime my eyes fixed on this small immaculate white writing area , i got demotivated , uninspired , out of words , mental blockage and any other disease related to this matter.
issit fatigue ? lethargic? maybe my brain doesnt have enough air supply? am i gonna turn into zombie soon? yes i admit that i sleep less , maybe lesser than the amount of the less hour i usually get but that doesnt mean imma craving for brain soup anytime soon right?
if i am a zombie , im wanna be a nerd zombie. i might be a a flesh eating creature , but that doesnt mean i have to do it without a proper research.thats the blood ive been trained on doing , research research research.
fuck , this this! the digression what makes my brain really function. and it all craps accumulated into this pile of big big mountain of nonsense-ness.
i dont know how im gonna become a great academician if this continues.
good night everybody.
this is the last night that i got to enjoy my sleep because starting tomorrow onwards , hell of stacking up workload awaits with no time to spare.
2 comments:
when u felt felt like writing them up, u already wrote on them in your head.
and to do that all over again is just plain bothersome.
i always take that as lack of motivation.
solution? mine was to think there would be some interesting people out there who gonna read my entries.
wud be awesome.
cheers!
hum..
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