you know something's wrong when a consultant stops his team halfway across the hall upon seeing you and asks if you are ok, you look terrible.

not sure why i'm so stressed, so tired.. all the time. things haven't been better since the new registrar came. despite knowing that i should be constantly upgrading and thinking like a registrar, i waste time and brain cells on internet monotony in the form of facebook games. somehow, i feel that i'm not where i'm supposed to be by now. i know why. i know how to get there. i just. can't. get. my. ass. off. the. ground.

instead, i sit here with a dribbling and blocked up nose, droopy eyes laden with bags, a mouth full of metal with a few cuts and a million things to do.. and i'm typing. about nothing.


someone kick me please =(

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