I'm running out of distractions.

Facebook. Livejournal. Ym. Picnik. Snack. Rest. Whatnots.

I just realized that I'm not really easily distracted. I want to be distracted. I choose to be distracted. I always try to find ways to be distracted.

Gheds. I'm such a lazy person.
Blame it on the genes though. Don't you know Juan T.'s my long lost brother?

Hahaha! Hassle noh?

Gheds. I need some hocus pocus.

I've been doing nonsense for the past three hours. I've been asking the most random, stupid questions to some of my friends. 

You know sometimes when you deny certain things in your life and you obsessively try to engage yourself to as many activities as possible so you won't run out of reasons to avoid those things?

That's exactly what I'm doing.

Darn. Im such an effin escapist then?

I need to change ways. I need to face the problem. My problem is my face. I mean your face. Hahaha! No, I mean shoot.

What story suits Judy Ann Santos best?

I'm supposed to finish my content analysis for Star but then again, I'm lost. My mind's definitely not here. I suddenly want to go somewhere far. Like ever since "the plague", I've been dying to go to Sagada. I want peace and quiet. I badly need a break. 

OA? hahaha!

Well honestly, I just want to travel. Im beginning to feel claustrophobic in my tiny corner of existence. I need to breathe (and yes, Im also beginning to accept that I'm overreacting). I need to explore new places and possibilities. Get in touch with the rest of the world. 

So fine. I'm not allowed to go to Sagada. Then maybe Spain?




Hahahaha! Asa my ass.
[Insert tantrums]

My brain's so fucked up today. I have a lot of things going on in my mind- content analysis, romcom report, mileu research, character sketches, movie premises, condo rent, badminton, beach, spain, dmb concert, wicked, etc.

Ghads. I wanna go back to sleep. Deadline's a bitch. 

On the bright side though, it's better than nothing. It's better than being incapacitated to generate intellect or imagination. 

Right?

So maybe I just have to relaaaax.
Count backwards and chill.

173...
33...26...19...12...5...

Whew.

I want to watch a DMB concert someday. LIVE.
Therefore, back to work.

I easily get distracted by a lot of things.

I can't finish doing my research and character sketch because I keep on doing random stuffs like doodling on my planner, watching a movie, preparing a snack, etc. Basically everything that is irrevelevant to work. Pines. I think something's wrong with my attention span. Or maybe I'm just forming that as an excuse. Truth is, maybe Im just lazy to finish anything.

Including this entry.

What's wrong with the world? Even the weather's confused. I hate global warming!

Pines.


I miss my friends. It's been a long while since I last saw them. I've been so busy doing a lot of stuffs-- exercising my sanity (aka brainstorming), wandering on strange territories and fooling around with emotional vampires. My social life's beginning to drop dead. It feels good in a way (yes, im a semi-masochist) but sometimes, it also gets a little too tough. 

Anyway, I remember saying something stupid at work last night. 

"Hunchcock" when I meant Hancock (my brain's obviously messed up). They even asked me if it's some kind of porn starring Johnny Deep. 

[Insert hilarious laughter]

Nice.

Apparently,  I'm so good at embarassing ang making fun of myself.
HAHAHA.