Post No. 51

I will die. soon enough if I continue on living like this.

Its been 2 days since best frendie left Sydney to her next stop, Melbourne.
For the first day I reckoned since I've been out to the city for one week straight, staying indoors to do some reading, and no be bothered of figuring what to wear sounds like an awfully inviting idea. and i stuck to it. cept that there was little reading involved. more on blog hopping, facebooking, and photo editing(only half way there).

and I feel so. unhealthy. zombie-like.

basically I have not done anything fruitful. looked around at my house. its a mess. a surprise visit from anyone will basically screw me. but I just couldn't pick myself up and do cleaning of any sort.

and that's day 1.

today is also a rendition of yesterday. lying around. watching movies. reading magazines. couldn'd be screwed to go shopping even though my fridge is like almost empty. plus the rain just didnt make anything better.


I need a life. I need to live.

Instead of wasting my life away. one day. i think this wasting time business will come back and haunt me. no joke. maybe like when I'm on the verge of dying.

I want a job. I need a job. I know I have been complaining alot that people will not hire me despite me putting me numerous resume. so I hope all the bosses out there will have a huge ass heart. and give me a job. I rather be out there, working my ass off, earning money. than lying round here, doing nothing.