You think about all the nothing you have done. Woke up, showered, caught the bus, then went to classes for seven hours. Caught the after noon bus because you didn't have practice, and you hang out with a friend for six hours. Get home, wash some dishes, ignore your homework, and watch videos about animals doing outrageous things (namely, a hamster sitting on a piano, eating popcorn, with the catchiest of tunes accompanying it.) You check your facebook, say hello to you mom in person for the first time that day, and eventually look to see what is left to do before you lay down. You haven't done your homework, so you feel the need to do something productive. Which leads you to this, a half-assed blog post so that you can feel like a somewhat, not-totally useless human being.
Lights off, sitting, leaning forward on your wooden chair. Fingers resting incorrectly on the keys of your filthy keyboard, waiting to find some words to be inputted. Eyes wide open from a severe lack of sleep. It feels like the substance that connects your eyes to your head is missing, and they could fall out at any moment. Being awake for twenty hours, doing absolutely nothing will have that effect on you.
Your not really sure you wanted to waste an entire day like this. But it is a little late for that now, isn't it? Go to bed, maybe you will find some hidden initiative screaming for attention tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow will be the day that you acquire the motivation you need to make yourself not feel like crap.
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