Not done with my homework.
I Want To Be A Real Person.
The last time I remembered being a real person was when I was in my first year in college. Yes, I had all the time in the world, and I took it for granted. I made myself think that I was a VERY VERY busy person when in fact I wasn’t. I never denied the fact that I am not gifted with time management abilities.
Earlier, I was making an entry for my journal. I planned that this week, I’ll be writing my everyday thoughts, whatever it may be, so I can reflect on it.
It started off as a very fun entry. How the ‘Yellow Fever’ episode of Supernatural made me laugh so hard I almost rolled on the floor. Or how watching the sixth episode of How I Met Your Mother Season 6 painted a smile on my face. And how I was so damn depressed on just talking nonsense about these experiences.
I felt stupid. That was my reflection for the day. And at the end of this day, I felt FAKE. I felt like a stagnant and useless being. What do I get from watching all these TV series? Yes they’ve taught me some lessons now and then, but then again, they were made for entertainment, not addiction. Entertainment as in the occasional need for laughs and brain rest.
But I’ve been using them the wrong way. I’ve become attached to doing nothing that I think my brain is starting to fall apart.
Tsktsktsk. Well, this is just ranting.
What I need now is experiences. REAL EXPERIENCES. With people. REAL PEOPLE. I’m starting to get tired of all the nonsense I find in the world wide web, but on second thought, maybe I was seeing it the wrong way. I got tired of Facebook. Of Multiply. And everything else. But I like to read, and that’s another problem I had.
I LOVE TO READ.
What problem could that be? It’s just that, I am so stubborn that I don’t want to read the materials I love. BOOKS for crying out loud. I think my brains are super drooping down, and rotting inside my skull that I can’t comprehend some complications in the plot of a book I was starting to read.
It wasn’t always like this. I just need to start my rehab away from my laptop. And I need to share my day with the people around me, and I would love to hear about their thoughts too.
I want these experiences.
I want to be a real person. AGAIN.