Found some cool shirts at H&M and i sure will get it soon! And after that day, i realized that i really look so simple all these years and its time for me to wear something nice for myself. Well not to the extend that i keep up to the latest trend or whatsoever. Just that what looks good on me i'll get it.
So i think i'll work my ass off during the March holidays(hopefully im not too lazy though!)
AT THE RATE ITS GOING I DOUBT I'LL BE AN AMATEUR STILL AFTER A YEAR
I got my license. I can drive. And if you CONSTANTLY let me drive, i can show how capable i am driving. I'm not a newbie and its not like i don't know how to even drive. How do you expect me to drive perfectly well when its like once in a blue moon then i get to drive? I'm never gonna be a good driver and i'm never gonna get myself to drive around MYSELF. Cmon, have some confidence in me. Its not like i just started driving like that.
Being in this situation really makes me wanna hang out with my friends at night when they go out for driving. They would definitely offer me to drive as well. Not that i'm saying friends are bette but they trust me to drive and i'll make sure i'll drive safely. I really envy those people especially THOSE BELOW MY AGE who can drive freely out there.
Is it too much to ask?
SO MUCH FOR MY RUNNING
I keep telling myself to run and run and go on a diet but it just doesn't work everytime. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING MANNNNN. I'm right here lying on my bed in front of the laptop with really nothing to do actually but just browsing through youtubes, hotmails, some news and thats it. I know i should get off the bed now and get down jogging... ARGH! Being lay really affects everything i do as far as im concern. I can be lazy to go to work and skip and what do i do? Rot at home which is far more worse since i'm not even doing anything beneficial for myself. WHAT THE FUCK AGAIN MANNNN. I need help, i need a motivator cause trust me, i can't seem to motivate myself like how i used to motivate myself a few years back.
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