I know I can write something like that, and it's not as if I cannot find the words to put my thoughts into speech, but... My laziness always fails me.
Let me tell you a little more about how lazy I have become.
I would rather reuse the clothes that I have worn again and again- because my maid went back to Indonesia and urgh I just can't be bothered to fold them all. Usually I throw them on a chair and let them get all wrinkly, then throw it in the hamper again to be doomed to an eternal cycle of washing until I decide to wear it (and still be doomed to be washed after that)
I can't be bothered to throw my clothes in the hamper- I dump them on the floor and kick them on my way out when my parents call me out on it.
I spend all day in my pajamas if I don't go out.
If there is something I need to do that involves me needing to sit up, no thank you.
It is a very very annoying attitude to have, and I hate it a lot.
I wish I could do chores happily and not grumble through the whole thing and kill all my happiness and brain cells, and feel so tired afterwards even if I so much as wash a plate.
I have even become too lazy to do things on my mobile phone- things that do not require any physical effort- so you now know how goddamn lazy I am.
I know I am lazy, and I tell myself every time I catch myself being lazy that I NEED and I MUST change, but... that annoying little voice in my head will go
Nahhhhhh... don't bother. It's too much effort.
It is so frustrating and I know I have to change, I know it, but oh my god every time I attempt to change (okay I don't attempt at all, I just think about it and I feel so tired already.
//slaps myself hard
Well who am I kidding slapping myself requires effort and I'm not going to do it.
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