Staying The Same
I'm not sure what I'm doing anymore. My motivation comes and goes. For a few weeks, I'm happy with my job, rising to the challenges of the day. I write papers for school in days, and get As on them all. I go out with my friends, and have a great time. I clean the house.
A few weeks later, the house is a mess, I haven't seen my friends at all, my school books are still in the suitcase from a trip i took a month and a half ago, and I feel restless and bored with my job.
I come home, and I say to myself: "Tonight, you're going to clean, and then work on that paper". Instead, I spend four hours on the Internet, accomplishing nothing.
I guess admitting you have a problem is the first step.
I make a list of all the ways to change my ways.
But I stay the same
A few weeks later, the house is a mess, I haven't seen my friends at all, my school books are still in the suitcase from a trip i took a month and a half ago, and I feel restless and bored with my job.
I come home, and I say to myself: "Tonight, you're going to clean, and then work on that paper". Instead, I spend four hours on the Internet, accomplishing nothing.
I guess admitting you have a problem is the first step.
I make a list of all the ways to change my ways.
But I stay the same