Brain Dump #1

This may or may not be a cry for help. I don't know myself. Don't really have a clear objective, goal or plan here other than to just vent a little. Perhaps that's what passes for normal with blogs?

Continuing. Well well well, you know those confounding times when you know you have something more important to do yet you still persist on finding some other pointless task? Derping around is pretty easy since it's essentially a brainless task that yields instant gratification. Studying on the other hand tends to take sustained concentration and you're going to pull on your hair in frustration before you make some real progress. And that's why I've been sorta haunting the web, somewhat slowly rot away just hopelessly trying to find something mildly amusing at the click of a mouse. Click here, find something mildly interesting, perhaps type something out, yay for me and now what next? Repeat. Is it any wonder I can get depressed time to time? Now excuse me while I bombard my senses with music and further tax cognitive energy on more pointless tasks on more productive and possibly more fulfilling things for the sake of fulfilling these cravings for instant gratification. And you know, since these cravings rise back up as soon as the moment of closure of some stupid curiosity has subsided, you end up constantly looking for something... something. So here I am... if instant amusement was a substance, I'd consume it at an exponential rate as like a personification of cancer. This is addiction. I am addicted.

If only you could see the pathetic display of how I will anxiously hover around the site like a spectre lost of dignity and hope awaiting a response to this very blog. Like a sad beggar you'd find on the street asking you for some coin to buy who knows what. Probably drugs. Only here, I'm asking for your attention. That'd kinda be like just giving the beggar the drugs.