Teenagers are known for their lack of motivation. They can sleep until noon, find excuses to not do chores, consistently forget to hand in homework, or to even complete it and all in all, be less motivated than both the younger children and the adults of the household.
Hmmm.. I think I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). Not that I’m saying that I’m a teenager, well, I’d like to think I was a teenager. Running around chasing women, playing sports, stealing from a local grocery store and having the Indian dude chase us out with a stick. It must have occured after college where I spent so much time drinking, smoking and completely bumming out enjoying the newly acquired passport into the unemployment world.
Well, I’d like to think I have ADD. Just to have an excuse all the time.
“Why didn’t you call?”
“I forgot!”
“OK.”
See? That should really work with girlfriends. Or, say, at work;
“Where’s the report I asked from you last week?”
“I dunno, what report?”
“Nevermind.”
It seems so easy. So I’d like like to think, er, I’d like everyone else to think I have ADD.
“Where were we?”
Guess who’s back ready to take in calls on a weekend
even though me and my crew was ‘posed to hit the bars again
So in the meantime,
I spent hours on the phone, auto in maayn,
but I did something that made my TC watching out for me ..
I released a call and the CCC dont look happy,
Gave me a memo and offered me a furlough
they dont know,
when i come back on monday Im releasing 5 mo’
They asked me if I changed much
i told them yeah even though I’m still the same nut
i guess he didnt believe me so i showed him
then they sent me a note for what i told em
next day at work i found a tragedy,
at work and on suspension,
now everyone wants to sweat me..
again in the meantime,
sittin around at home makin clean time
and at the same time
unemployment on my mind
I asked TC about my sched
no reply for my text
I guess my TC isnt pleased,
cause i released…
Have you ever felt like any subtle move you make would lead to bigger consequences in your life?
I had an epiphany, life as we see does not always seem as simple or as difficult as some people say it is, for example, a person who was born with a silver spoon in their mouth would definitely say life has been great or perfect as to those people who’s got nothing to lose.
Life is a matter of faith, what you do to pursue whatever it is you’re aiming for, and the RIGHT attitude.
I, myself is a man with the attitude, but I lack in the other two, I’m lazy as hell. But I’ll work on that.
Tomorrow.
Do as I say, not as I do.
I had so much sleep. So much sleep my body is not functioning properly, not to mention my brain’s unwillingness to cooperate with thinkin of ideas to write down in this blog. Though I know noone really reads my blogs, I try to make things I write about simple and interesting, but anyways, right now I’m not in that functioning state and ideas just collide into a single breath so to those people I bug to read my blogs, this ain’t gonna be interesting.
This morning I woke up early and the first thing i grabbed was my cell phone on my right hand and a cigarette on the other. It felt like I haven’t smoked a cigarette for the longest time so I was puffing on that thing like it was the last motherfucker left.
I have been asleep for hella long and I felt I might have lost a lot of opportunities due to my body’s unwillingness to get up.. NOT.. I didn’t want to get up, and I could have sworn somebody was talking to me in the middle of my deep hypnotic sleep but I just gave a silent “ugh” everytime there was an attempt to ruin my hibernation.
The afternoon was a rainy one, and I couldn’t remember what went on during that time because mainly I was asleep (yes, I know, again). I was on leave yesterday so I decided to just sleep away the day since I had nothing else planned nor anything to do, except maybe get some groceries.
Everything else was a blur.
Having to stay at work when there’s absolutely nothing else to do is completely unprofitable, not to mention boring.
I want a furlough. In life.
Yesterday after work I went straight to the gym to burn some calories and work it out. Since I ain’t getting any sexy time at all I might as well burn it off in the gym. So to speak. At this point I felt going to the gym was more like an obligation now rather than a hobby.
I’ve noticed a lot of younger kids spending time in the gym, and me, being a couple of years older than these kids, they come up to me with questions and ask for suggestions on what their programs should be. Being the unenthusiastic person that I am, I simply brush them off replying;
“Just try to isolate the muscle you wanna work on and you’re all set for that specific program.”
And there I go chucking the earphones back in my ears ignoring whatever else he had for a reply. Times like these makes me realize that if ever I chose to be a trainer (or any career which entitles me to reciprocate with other people) in the future to be a bad idea.
I went off and finish two of my programs since I missed yesterdays workout because of a hang over from the other night. Man, that was a rough night. Anyways, with my chest swollen and back aching like I just carried Optimus Prime on my back, I strutted on home to watch TV and have a couple of cold ones.
After a while my eyes got heavier and I fell asleep, waking up just an hour later, I noticed that my little brother was in my room playing The God of War II on my Ps2, and with Kratos muttering something in the back of head, I fell back in a deep trance of nothingness sleeping soundlessly while the rain outside pours over our house.
Waking up was such a hassle, the realization that I would need to be at work was not just like a burst bubble but more like september 11. It was devastating.
“Am I fat?”
No!
“Liar, you think I’m fat, you’re just saying that cause you dont wanna hurt my feelings! I hate you!”
Alright, let’s try that again..
“Am I fat?”
Yes!
“I hate you!”
Now, I think I speak on behalf of all men out there when I ask this…
What the hell do you want us to say?
Women nowadays. Sometimes the most simplest of all questions are the ones that can get us in trouble, not to mention the fact that there really isn’t any right answer to it. Is that something to condemn us for if we have the tendency to tell the truth when the truth is not required? Give us a break ladies.. We’re men.. Ya’ll know you can’t live with us, but you sure as hell can’t live without us, same thing goes vise versa.
Another scenario;
“Do you love me?”
Yes.
“Then why won’t you say it, did I have to ask you? I hate you.”
See. Guys, it’s a dead end. Here’s another one;
“What are you thinkin?”
Nothing!
“Liar! I hate you!”
Ladies! We are men, there comes a time in our lives when we just sit there, with nothing on our minds but infinite blankness.. That’s our whole purpose of living. Our fickle little minds don’t work as detailed and as complicated as yours do.. But we men inherit the world..
Tragic.. But true.
Have you ever felt compelled to say something and though you know that it wasn’t the polite thing to say but felt an itch deep within your gut to say it and you end up saying it anyway and get in trouble for it?
Well, I have.. numerous times..
That’s why, as a kid I spent so much time after school in detention; I told my Mom I was on the Chess Club with Mr. Lauer.
