Brain.Is.Officially.Dead.
Yesterday and the day before, I stayed in bed and did everything there. Ate, slept, read, wrote my journal, typed down my thesis, wasted time online answering memes like crazy. Basically I just got up to go to the bathroom. 48 hours in bed. Talk about being a lazy bum.
Nothing much has changed today. I've had my arse been pinned down to my seat since 10:30 in the morning. I only got up thrice to go to the bathroom which happens to be right beside my room, then twice so I could go back to bed to either sleep or read the related literature for thesis, stayed there for the rest of the day, got up to have dinner with my family and now I'm back where I was n hours ago.
Of course, my back is starting to complain because pain is starting to shoot up from my spine, probably telling me to get a move on, to ACTUALLY exercise (Oh, the consequences of scolio). But there's the excuse that "I won't sweat anyway because it's too cold."
I've never "pampered" myself this much before nor have I taken advantage of the accidental sembreak brought about by Egay. Not that I'm complaining but I can't help but feel 15 lbs. heavier and ten times dumber.
I can now flap my arms and fly because they've gotten so big. Heck, I can fly to school or migrate to the south.
This weather is making me superficial and retarded. And listening to the Spice Girls isn't doing what's left of my pseudo-intelligence any good. Why am I even listening to the Spice Girls in the first place?!
Nothing much has changed today. I've had my arse been pinned down to my seat since 10:30 in the morning. I only got up thrice to go to the bathroom which happens to be right beside my room, then twice so I could go back to bed to either sleep or read the related literature for thesis, stayed there for the rest of the day, got up to have dinner with my family and now I'm back where I was n hours ago.
Of course, my back is starting to complain because pain is starting to shoot up from my spine, probably telling me to get a move on, to ACTUALLY exercise (Oh, the consequences of scolio). But there's the excuse that "I won't sweat anyway because it's too cold."
I've never "pampered" myself this much before nor have I taken advantage of the accidental sembreak brought about by Egay. Not that I'm complaining but I can't help but feel 15 lbs. heavier and ten times dumber.
I can now flap my arms and fly because they've gotten so big. Heck, I can fly to school or migrate to the south.
This weather is making me superficial and retarded. And listening to the Spice Girls isn't doing what's left of my pseudo-intelligence any good. Why am I even listening to the Spice Girls in the first place?!