Dear readers (if you're out there),
I have realized a sad truth about myself. I have nothing better to do than sleep. Nothing.
Well, let me rephrase that. I have no initiative to do anything but sleep. I have two English papers due Monday, a test over 6 chapters of A Tale Of Two Cities Tuesday (I haven't even started reading), and Science notes to take. And yet all I want to do is lie in bed.
What does that mean? What kind of a life am I living? Why do I have no initiative? Why am I writing about this when I could be out doing things, conquering the world, and living life? Am I going to waist away into a vat of nothing-ness while everyone else I know experiences the world??
These are the questions I ask.
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