A busy bee morphed into a slacker.

When I am not in a frenzy trying to squeeze in every imaginable thing in a day, I get sluggish. Time passes far too slowly and yet it still well...goes on. At the end of it all, I feel utterly useless and lousy but I still can't get myself to wake up early to do anything.

I guess I could go to the bank to settle some stuff, I could go to SL square to do stuff to my lappy. I should meet CZ to teach myself some handicraft. I should run and prepare myself for the two runs that I have signed up for. I should really get in some exercise because I have been feeling big which is a sign that I really need to lose some weight because I am really uncomfortable with moving my arms around now, they tend to feel very heavy. I should do my massive reading. In fact I did more reading when I was so very busy than I do now. In fact I should have already finish all those errands and activities by the 3rd day of this week.

Yet I wander about the house like a zombie spending utterly too much time thinking if it is worth the effort to get up and make tea.

And yes, after last week, no more shopping. In fact any cheap entertainment would be more than welcomed. My only entertainment at home other than the TV comes from Jac on news about people I don't know in Aust. Ok..it's quite interesting, kinda like a mundane serial Friends without the comic relief...believe it or not.

I guess I am that sorta person that needs to be thrusted with stuff to do and I like it because I am such a procrastinator at actually doing stuff. I prefer the adrenaline of rushing to complete a task. Being busy gives me a certain degree of importance and self-respect, not to mention the benefits of having something to whine about how sad my life is. It puts the glow in my whining.

Yeah anyway yeah....my life is..well..sadly empty right now. I have half a mind to pick up Thai boxing and song composing except that I should stop procrastinating and finish my list of errands first, I guess.

But I guess what is making me think twice about getting off my butt is...what if I work fast and finish my list of things to do....too..At least I have stuff to do now, imagined possibilities instead of emptiness...

It's already noon right now, I haven't even made that cup of tea. If I was working, I would have finished by now more than a cup of tea.

So..should I go and get my cup of tea?..Like now?

Sigh.....