Leaving.

I'm leaving this place on Friday, one day away from today. I wonder what'll happen to me once I get home. Will I get stuck in the airport for quite a while? How I wonder. I sometimes feel that I'm better off here. It's because life is much easier here, with airconditioners, cable TV, DSL Internet, etc. But this is also where I got lazy. This is where I made extreme use of my wonderful microwave-heating abilities, my amazing powdered-juice stirring power, and my fast channel flipping fingers. These abilities resulted to me going on the top of the class at first, and then sinking down slowly.

Darn it, I need to loosen up a bit. I feel like there are just too many problems that I just want to avoid them all. Whenever I try to solve the problem, I get distracted and forget about it. When the problem's harming my future reputation and life, I'm panicking. Snort and give a couple of claps to me, the mad procrastinator.

I'm getting an overdose of Disney and Cartoon Network cartoons. No matter how much people bash or mock them, I still manage to enjoy them. They're examples of time killers.