I’m A Lazy Fuck
So fucking lazy. I’m lonely because I’m lazy. I’m in a dead end job. Because I’m lazy. Damn near everything wrong with my life is 90%+ my fault. And I could improve my life so much if I could just motivate myself to go out and DO something with myself.
Why should I even bother telling myself to do something when I know it won’t happen anyway?
” And I could improve my life so much if I could just motivate myself to go out and DO something with myself.”
In other words, you hate how things suck with your life, but you hate hard work, actually, work period, even more.
“Why should I even bother telling myself to do something when I know it won’t happen anyway?”
Because that’s how things get done.
‘“Why should I even bother telling myself to do something when I know it won’t happen anyway?”
Because that’s how things get done.’
My apologies, I should have said that it is perfectly okay to tell yourself to do something… Provided that you follow up with actual action. Without action, those thoughts are nothing more than dreams.
There are many dreamers in the world, but far fewer DOERS.
By the way, I am not trying to be a bully here. I want to let you know that you are one of the smartest people I have met. I am only trying to tell you things as I see it, so that you can meet your full potential.
“And I could improve my life so much if I could just motivate myself to go out and DO something with myself.”
The ideal situation is when you can put forth only a minimal effort and somehow get success handed to you on a platter consistently. In my current job, I usually sit around with my thumb up my ass, on call ~98% of the time. And it’s great. I play Monster’s Den, read about graph theory or troll to pass the time.
Gotta chase your dreams
*braaaap*