I cannot do my work! My eyes are dry and painful. The humming of the bloody machines are irritating me. The internet is a huge distraction. My mind is running like a wild dog, thinking of things I'm not supposed to think. My back hurts. It is getting late. I wanna do my work but I feel paralysed. It is stuffy. I've got not enough material to work on. There's no software I can use that is required for my asignment. I'm hungry again. I'm sleepy. People are talking to me. I can't pull myself out from the computer. I'm going to crash...
About Me
- Name: Geetar_Dog
- Location: Singapore, Singapore, Singapore
I've always loved writing poetry ever since I was 7 or 8. Then came the guitar playing, and the band. And so began my journey as a songwriting enthusiast. When I learnt what an excellent Einstein of songwriting Bob Dylan is, I was awestruck, and my writing was never the same again. That's how strong an influence he has on someone who is halfway across the world. So yes that's as exciting as I can be. Sorry to disappoint you.
Previous Posts
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- And there they held. All the lying lay crazy and i...
- I woke up from my dead and found out about the rea...
- No one bothers to appreciate me. No one.
- And I am abandoned again assumingly without being ...
- I don't read minds...
- Is it such a thrill to test the elasticity of my p...
- The walk home was scary. Dark luscious clouds roll...
- I never fail to disappoint myself.Smile.
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