Tales of resolve and willpower.....

of both of which, the author has negligible supplies. Seriously, I have so many things on my to do list, and even more on my not to do list, but sadly neither of these lists ever have items checked off them. For example, its been more than a week since I moved back into hostel, and my room is more or less a 10'X10'10' dumping ground. I sleep on half my bed, the rest being taken over by stuff (generalizing , so that i don't get into unnecessary details). Every morning i wake up and dig my hand into this pile and whatever comes out, voila! are my clothes for the day.

Back to more pressing matters, I don't have any willpower. Bad habits grow and flourish within my humble shell. But who is to say whether these habits are bad or good, or just habits. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGH! Society.

Isn't that just so typical of me, put the blame on somebody else, and give a big fuck you to judgmental people, who have been for a while, my pet peeve.

Getting back on my track from my judgmentalist misanthropy (WARNING! Author has just tried to coin his own phrase, which by most English dictionaries and grammar books, is wrong) i just cant continue doing something in which i have to put a conscious effort and doesn't afford me some enjoyment.To give up something, or take up something new, are not things that come easily to me.

Im tired criticizing myself, so fuck you, voyeurs. (Just kidding kind readers, i love my readership, limited as it is).

Cheers, (not that i have a drink in hand, but I would like you to believe so)

Bracket Addict
AKA Wayward Listener

Watching : Just finished Taare Zameen Par, a beautiful movie, and now watching season 18 of The Simpsons

Reading : Nothing, strangely.

Listening : Alice in Chains - Nutshell