i am a sick procrastinator who gets things done only when they're totally ready to shoot me. nevertheless now, many still managed to pile up like unchopped wood or soiled dishes by the sink. i need more time but i don't want any more time. i don't want prolonged agony but i refuse to fix the cause of my complaints. i don't need help; i don't need a getaway-- it doesn't help. coffee keeps me up, but only to do other things besides schoolwork. whuss the matter wityu?
dunno man. i'm tired for no reason. i'm angry with absolutely no one to blame. hmm, smells like teen spirit all over again. praise kurt cobain.
why can't it all be cartoons? me and my issues. oh well. maybe my writing will make more sense once all these settle. for now, wish me luck.
i miss christmas. click photos to enlarge. :)
palauig. UP. don jose. around. xD
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