Facebook, why you so perfect?

3 March, Tuesday
11:26 pm

I feel tired. Sleepy. My body aches.

And then I log into facebook.. a stream of edited retrica photos of people living *oh! just so perfect lives* pours in. Man! I feel so much better, don’t I? Not really :/

It’s magnificent and pathetic at the same time.

You know, I deactivated my facebook account for a month or so. It was peaceful.

Hey, I’m sleepy
Sleep tight 😀


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?


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 🙂

On a not-so-depressing-note

XOXO.. Muaahhh
See you soon.