So I made a Twitter account. That was some time back yes but this post is long overdue. Anyway, I feel slightly embarrassed to have one. Especially after having a classmate talk about how lame she thought ‘tweets’ and ‘tweeting’ were and that most times, people on Twitter tweet on how lame and pathetic their lives are. And from my observation of people’s tweets on Twitter, I can correctly justify that this notion is slightly true too.
In my defense, I only made my account to follow some friends on Twitter but now, after having been on it for a while, I don’t mind it. I mean, why should it be any different from Facebook status updates. Or blogging for that matter. It’s sort of the same concept.
Anyway, I need a vacation. A mind vacation. I need to be away.
Like riight here:
Recently when I wake up in the morning, I’m bombarded with thoughts of all the things that need doing and how I am so far away from getting all that shit done. Not nice when you’re trying to get another 5 minutes of sleep in.
At Tim Hortons:
Mo: Morning monkey baby!