Lately

LATELY, I just downloaded the "Lately" video by Skunk Anansie. I haven't heard the song yet due to the complexity of the PC that has no speaker and headset, but generally I always liked SA videos.

LATELY, I have been feeling depressed. Not a news to everyone, I always felt this way when I have gone tired of the things I do. Yes, I'm sick and tired. Yes, I'm sorry but I'm sick and tired already. Kill. Kill. Kill. Me.

LATELY, I have been looking for diversions to get me through this humongous boredom. I tried looking for part-time jobs, McDo check, Korean tutor check, aspiring 'ngo-ngo' DJ check, metro aide check. Actually, I haven't done anything to do something about it, maybe next year. Yes, procrastination is my surname.

Not so LATELY, I wrote a poem. Yes, I will always say yes, I'm a po-et. And this is what I wrote, about depression and mania:

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God, there is no justice in the world.
I can't think of anything anymore.
Maybe later I'll write a poem.
Yes, procrastinate.
Procrastinate more.
Bow.#

Next Option?

I don't know what to do with myself. I don't know what to do with myself. I don't know what to do with myself.

Even if I keep repeating those words, I will never ever know what to do with myself. Hmmm... Thinking wouldn't help either. For now, I don't know if I have chosen the right career. I believed I'm more inclined on the creative side. I'm an arteest (stress on the second syllable), or so I believed. I am a pleaser who easily gets frustrated and who is also hard to please. For this reason, I am quite aware that I got the wrong job, but you'll never know; no one really does. You can't always have what you want. Cliche. Cliche. Life's a cliche.

And thus the burning question: If this is not it, then what would be the next option? Hmmm... Suicide?! Kidding. I really don't know. Based on the resources I have, I really have nothing in my hands. Let the ball roll, they say. But with the presence of inertia, there's never a straight direction. Keep on rollin' sideways.