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What kills you makes you stronger
Tuesday, March 08, 2011 @ 9:34:00 AM


And they say procrastination kills. I am already writing freedom all over my brain that it actually left no space for any of my notes. I still have one last paper! One last repetitive paper. I did this before in Diploma. I wonder why I have to do back the same thing despite them saying "Oh it is not the same. This is harder." I quote and unquote Bender from Futurama kiss my shinning metal ass.

Dear Brain,
I never ask you to posses any super power. Neither did I ever wish you are a photocopy machine. I do not have any expectation towards you. But for once, can you just please be a photocopy machine?

Love,
S.

Dear Procrastination,
I know you hear me just fine. And I know you are in the process of making my day miserable. Would you please take a vacation just for the day so I could finish my last paper? You can come back by 1700. Or maybe earlier.

Love,
S.

Dear Freedom,
I would want to make an appointment with you for the next two weeks. We can do ice cream and window shopping!

Love,
S.