Bury my head in sand?

28 February, Saturday
3:30 pm

Why am I the way I am?

Not a perfect picture (of course no one is), rough around the edges. Not so disciplined. Taking the easy way out. Just so average.

You know, I don’t like what I’m doing to life. My life. I think I’m just dragging on, living mindlessly (that’s a little exaggerated, but you get the point). Not a zombie, maybe a zombie with a little life left. Geez, I sound so depressing..

I’ve been sleeping a lot lately. So many hours of sleep, it’s bound to make some wiring go askew in my head. I don’t know, just saying.

You know the phrase, bury your head in sand, that’s exactly what I do.

I had to start studying the subject Theory of Machines today. But then again I slept around 12:30 pm or so, put an alarm for 1:30 but didn’t wake up before 3. Ha. Seriously. Why do I do this?

Sleep.

Yet have to sit down and start studying.

When will I stop with the strange talk? Perhaps, when my life becomes more real.. What shizz am I writing?

Hopefully, everything will be fine, soon. It’ll be all hunky-dory. Yes šŸ™‚

On a not-so-depressing-note

XOXO.. Muaahhh
See you soon.
Toodles.

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