Ah! Um detalhe. Estou me mudando daqui.

Apparently, the answer to all this questions is ADHD. And laziness, of course.

Took me long enough to find out, though.

Segunda-feira, Novembro 18, 2002 ·

..::Everything in it’s right place::..

I can’t do anything. At least anything I’m supposed to do. I don’t know what’s the problem with me. I’m said to be smart. I’m said to be intelligent. Actually, I’m said to be very intelligent. Still, I’m stupid.
Supposedly, I’m fun, sociable, witty, handsome, I know how to behave in different situations, I know a bit of everything, politics, culture, movies, music, comics, literature, journalism, Operating Systems, Computers, Games, Video Games, soccer, basketball, brands…
I don’t have problem grasping concepts, understanding new ideas or writing.

Then, why the fuck can’t I do what I’m supposed to do??

I think of poems, but I don’t write them down.
I forget stuff. All the time. But I remember more than you’d think possible.
I have good ideas for essays, but I can’t finish writing them.
I know how to do an exercise, but I never get to do it.
I read a text I’m supposed to do a write-up about. I know how to do it, but I never get to!

Why? Why?

Damn it, why am I so fucking lazy and stupid?

Why can’t I study? Why do I spend a whole weekend intending to study but never actually doing it??

My room is a mess. A MESS. I’m supposed to be in a class in 30 minutes, with a business plan I was supposed to have done during the weekend. I didn’t. And I’m not gonna make it on time for the class. Why? I had the time, I had the knowledge, I fucking studied how to do it. But I never did. DAMN IT, I never did!!

- Hey, man!

- Hey dude, how are you doing?

- Good, man, good! What about you, where have you been? Ain’t seen you in a long time!

- Well, you know… people started watching, I got kind of self-conscious or something.

- C’mon, man! You ain’t no little kid anymore! You got what it takes, and you know it, don’t you?

- Yeah, I guess…

- So let’s do this! Come on, we’ll do this shit together! I’ll keep pushing you, but you gotta keep bringing your shit! Even the sick ones!

- Well, I guess we COULD do this together.

- Of course we could! You sick little schizzo! We’re going to! Just do your thing and we’re flying, man!

- Alright, man. What did you want to talk to me about?

- I don’t remember. Anyways, we’re gonna work this out, you’ll see!

- You’re fucked up, you know that, right? We’re gonna work this shit out, alright. This is going to be good!

Eu sei que você entra aqui, de vez em quando.
Não digo eu sei como na tirinha:



Eu realmente sei. Curioso você não comentar, mas eu também não comentaria. Até porque tornaria oficial e perderia toda a graça da coisa.

Eu só sei porque vi que você já esteve aqui. Dada a desatenção, é capaz que você nem se toque que esse post é para você. Melhor.
Para você ter certeza que você é, bem, você, o gráfico de uma música que você gosta: ;)