Lacking the motivation
There are quite a few things that need to get done this summer, and surprisingly enough I have the time to do them. The problem is that i'm not finding the motivation. I find that I want to spend my time on the internet posting on my RPG site. Hey, they get to live the life I want to, can't blame me for that. But I've decided that there are things that must get done right away just as soon as I'm done on the site. Like right now. There is only one more place that I need to post and then that's it. So instead of siting on the couch watching TV with my mom because I don't have anything to do on the computer I'm going to clean my room. I want to clean that first before I start working on my portfolio. This way if it get's really late I can work on it in my room. That and I'm really bored with the placement of my furniture right now. So before I can move everything I need to clean up.
I'm also running out of underwear. So laundry is important. I would like to come home to a clean room. I would like to be able to walk from my bed to my computer without hopping or skipping.
Off track here for a minute: I'm watching the news and they're talking about how Atlantic City has closed it's Casinos because they want to set a budget. The idiocy of these people is astounding. I'm shocked. The people who normally gamble are actually weeping. They spend their day walking around outside the closed casino looked like they just lost a child. *Gasp* What? You people can't gamble away your childrens life savings? Where has the humanity in the world gone? How can this be? How can the city do this to those people? It's unthinkable!
The reporter was talking to some of the people and one woman said that the sea smells like death. You fucking live there! How can you say that? For the first time in your life your out of the damned waste of money and space and you think the sea, where you live, smells disgusting. Find somewhere else to live.
I hate society.
Anyway, I think after posting I will disappear to my room and start cleaning it. If I work on it continuously I can get it clean before I go to bed.
*crosses fingers* Wish me luck.
Lesson of the day: A group of rats is call a Mischief.
I'm also running out of underwear. So laundry is important. I would like to come home to a clean room. I would like to be able to walk from my bed to my computer without hopping or skipping.
Off track here for a minute: I'm watching the news and they're talking about how Atlantic City has closed it's Casinos because they want to set a budget. The idiocy of these people is astounding. I'm shocked. The people who normally gamble are actually weeping. They spend their day walking around outside the closed casino looked like they just lost a child. *Gasp* What? You people can't gamble away your childrens life savings? Where has the humanity in the world gone? How can this be? How can the city do this to those people? It's unthinkable!
The reporter was talking to some of the people and one woman said that the sea smells like death. You fucking live there! How can you say that? For the first time in your life your out of the damned waste of money and space and you think the sea, where you live, smells disgusting. Find somewhere else to live.
I hate society.
Anyway, I think after posting I will disappear to my room and start cleaning it. If I work on it continuously I can get it clean before I go to bed.
*crosses fingers* Wish me luck.
Lesson of the day: A group of rats is call a Mischief.