I don't feel like sleeping. I am sleepy. I don't like the pressure of having to wake up in the morning. And I have lots of work lined up for tomorrow.
Have come to the conclusion that I used to be really stupid about 2 years ago. (I may still be. But the IQ has seen considerable improvement. Credit goes to Mumbai city, the hours spent commuting, and the pelting rain. Also all those MA-level books that broadened my narrow, ignorant mind.)
I feel like writing more. And I don't feel like writing more. I'm tired. And I want to go partying. I want to rest. And I want to read/watch TV/call a friend. And I don't want to do any of those things. I feel depressed. And I feel on top of the world. I hate being overloaded with work. And I can't do anything about it.
Nothing.
Except...
Grumble. Grumble. Grumble. Grumble. ZZzzzzz..
Memoirs of 2019
4 years ago
5 comments:
Have a good night sleep, my lady.
*whispers*
...(in whispers) why is everyone whispering.....
as antonio montana wud have said " you gotta do what you gotta do "
grumble grumble grumble!!!...
hmpfh!!
uuff....i feel like that so often myself... i whinge i whinge whinge and whinge..!
Thank you all for your whispers, advice, grumbles, whinges, and empathies! :D
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