the atlantic was born today..
Ahh yeah...procrastination. I can't believe I'm writing this thing. I already hate you livejournal. That's so sad.
I just got back from my piano lesson...my teacher's getting so annoyed with me. I have so much potential according to him, if only I practiced. I've been playing Claire de Lune or however you spell it by Debussy for two months now. I could have finished it a month ago if I practiced more often. I'm just always too damn tired to do anything, to even breathe, least of all practice the piano. I'm tired of being lazy and procrastinating and having no energy. I sit in the corner of my room for hours at a time, unable to move because I have no energy. I hate this. And the emptiness is like a cancer, devouring me bit by bit. I am dead inside.
I wish I could just curl up in my bed and sleep...
I just got back from my piano lesson...my teacher's getting so annoyed with me. I have so much potential according to him, if only I practiced. I've been playing Claire de Lune or however you spell it by Debussy for two months now. I could have finished it a month ago if I practiced more often. I'm just always too damn tired to do anything, to even breathe, least of all practice the piano. I'm tired of being lazy and procrastinating and having no energy. I sit in the corner of my room for hours at a time, unable to move because I have no energy. I hate this. And the emptiness is like a cancer, devouring me bit by bit. I am dead inside.
I wish I could just curl up in my bed and sleep...