Sometimes I wonder, my brain cells must be minimizing. I mean, it's been a week since I've been productive. Just Gahhh, school activities are repetive and there's no internet.
Remind me, please. What is life. I mean duh, it's the existence of everything and yada yada . . . but sometimes I wonder what am I doing with my life.
I mean, like, those party teenagers that goes drunk every night, they might say they're having fun and all. And those full-fledge nerds in the library, saying they're studying-I know, I get it, I get it.
But I, on the other dimension, seems to repeat my way of living each day-with, or without internet. I tried to do new things, and then I'll do it the next day-and I better know that there's nothing to do really and that I'm not a wise money-spender, so . . .
And also at times, they forgot to buy at grocery store, and I'm just there waiting for a miracle to happen.
All I do is either read stories that I have read yesterday, learn Literature by reading Life of Pi and writing down the difficult words then searching it's meaning.
Because that's what I do. And I know you're bored.
Have some fun. Well that's what they said.
Vote if-I really don't think votes will do good, 'least for me. I hate asking people to vote and comment, 'cause that's just me. See ya'.
