She's got a Hundred and Seventy Seven Days to decide on life. She believes that when you truly put mind into something, the universe will conspire to help you. Other then that, all you can do is pretty much joget to your own beat and enjoy the ride. Welcome to her world.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Hot Hot Chicken Shit

Days Left : 175

Have you ever felt the shit of a chicken that just came out of its butt? Apparently its warm.I guess it should be considering it came from the inside. And it gets stone cold pretty fast too. Well, like chicken shit my life has been filled with plenty of luke warm activities. Ask my mom, she probably has a list of things I got my self into and never really finished or followed through till the end. Things she gladly reminds me when I go off focus. Lets just say I was never meant to be a violinist, a tennis champion or a karate master.

Which comes to today, where I was suppose to start off on all these major projects so that some major design studio would be begging to hire me or at least get to a really cool type grad school in about a 100 and 75 days; but I didn't.

I woke up, ate 2 slices of cold pizza, 1 chocolate cake (with whipped cream) and lay in bed all day long watching weird movies about gay guys falling in love with a hit of porn. I was even tempted to just close this blog because I was just too lazy to write today.

Thank God for the chicken shit analogy.

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