"What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to convince myself to get out of bed."
There are days when I have to use an excessive amount of will power to get out of bed. Actually what really happens in my brain turns on a mind movie. I'm lying in bed dreaming and find that I'm an excellent swimmer, but a lousy shaver. I seem to have been thinking should i shave later.
It's at that point when my bill dressed as a great white shark come zooming towards me, then onMy i have to wake up. Why is it that everything always seems to make sense in a dream?
I really do like my job. I have a lot or responsibility and flexibility to do my job the way I see fit.
I been so busy for the past few months with deadline and heavy responsibility, stress out and now for this 2 weeks, m super free ... walking around in the office, smoking, surfing net and here writing blog ... dupz faint, wondering what to do next.
Thinking should i just head home, or date someone or stay and work OT.
I realize am becoming so wishy washy to certain things, pounding too much, care about too much , and at the end of the day, nothing is being done, just dragging myself back home.
Something interesting ...
Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!For the past few weeks, there are moments when I woke up in the middle of the nite feeling empty and the feeling just get worsen each time it comes. There are things which require my immediate attention, but I procrastinating. There are times when I wanted to blog, but no words come out right. I m tired of waiting for things to come; it will not come; and i dun wish it to happen too. Is it my life too mundane, or is the malevolent persistent flu making me exhausted, languid and lonely? I really hate this feeling, nevertheless still part of human art to complain lol.
Comic strip from parka is really amusing me, never fail to make me feel stupid hee
Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!faint ... wal piang still so long to knock off Zzzz
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