Sunday, April 23, 2006

I've two papers tomorrow, waiting to screw my ass a thousand times over.
My computer desk could very well be mistaken for one of those neglected furniture of a room belonging to those computer-game playing maniacs.
I've been gaining weight at an incredulous rate.

So, can you tell me why I choose to prop my sorry ass in front of the computer, munching away on things while darting glances of contempt at the battlefield before my eyes? $972345 goes to me bitching and moaning about stuffing my face ten minutes later. And I probably won't start cleaning up anytime soon.

I absolutely hate myself for procrastinating and complaining about it all when I know I can turn the computer off and start revising, but I am indolent and succumb to temptations far too easily. This little lazy trait of mine could be completed with a paunch, a slimy face with a patch of disgusting stubble and a fat burger at hand in time to come. But I suppose that could wait, because I will turn the computer off and start revising.. in five minutes' time.

I have no idea what this post is for.

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3:19 pm