The Chronicles Of An Insomniac Pakistani Teenager

So, it begins...

Ok. Now before I start with the story you so anxiously want to read...I'd like to clarify some things first. Some people have been asking me if I'm writing this book as myself, Mirsub Ali Fazlani. Well, that's both a 'yes' AND a 'no'. Alot of it takes inspiration from my real-life experiences and observations. So, for people who meet me on a daily basis or know me personally might just end up in my book. The person writing these 'entries' (who I've been too lazy to give a name) is in a way...a pseudonym. Basically me....but on steriods. All the good, bad and destructive aspects/traits of my personality are multiplied by 10 fold. It's and it's not me at the same time.

*clears throat*

Here goes nothing....

9 September, 2012

I'm not much of a writer but my English teacher keeps telling me otherwise. So, I decided to write a book of sorts in the style of a journal; depicting my various experiences/observations throughout the week condensed in a few short paragrahs.

The reason being I write well in short bursts but tend to lose concentration/focus mid-way. Who knows, I might just be the next big thing. Then again, I shouldn't get my hopes up too early.

10 September, 2012

It's 4 am, I've got some left-over pizza on my right and a mountain of empty soda cans on my left, I'm bored out of my wits and......it's a school night. Good thing my parents barely know how to turn on a computer let alone know what in the world a 'WattPad' is.

And oh, I just remembered I have 3 tests tomorrow.......simply splendid. Oh well, my insomnia can come in handy for once.

11 September, 2012

Hey! You people wanna know an invaluable fact about me!?

*awkward silence*

WELL, I'M GONNA TELL YOU ANYWAY!

I procrastinate....alot. Sure, I get the job done but doing sh*t at the last moment sucks. But I can't help it, I'm lazy as a sloth. I try to concentrate but my mind seems to wander off from doing binomial theorem to wondering If I can balance a coin on my nose. 

*sigh* When will I ever learn.

12 September, 2012

Ok....I'm on my 6th cup of highly concentrated coffee.... My hands are trembling, making it difficult for me to type and I'm trying make sense of what's written in my Chemistry book but I'm too drowsy to dechipher it. I have a test in a couple of hours and I must be crazy if I'm witing a book and NOT studying for my chemistry test.

Curse my procrastination.