I was just looking at my desk, and realised I don't even know what colour it was since the beginning. It has been swamped with documents, papers, drafts, stationary, paper clips, files, and everything else you can find on a desk top.
It is so messy, it is unbelievable. Well I lied. IT IS BELIEVABLE, cos I AM JOANNA afterall. Joanna is messier than . Geez. I have no words to describe myself. Joanna is the epitome of messiness. I am Queen of clutter and mess. BLA BLA BLA. You're right. I don't like seeing neat places. It just bugs me. I like to see my existence around (irony). I like to see myself being so busy that there are things all over the place.
They say a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind. You know what? They are SPOT ON right. My mind is buzzing with things every millisecond its not funny. My brain doesn't stop. Sometimes at night I can't get to sleep because my mind goes on OT and becomes tired every morning when I wake up. After I've started working, my mind just couldn't shut off, resulting me having dreams when I sleep and end up really tired the morning after. It's terrible.
Most people would think that my brain is this :
Yes, the one of Homer's. My close friends would definitely scream and jump with enthusiastic agreement that my brain is no bigger than a baby spud [potato]. Sometimes I just space out when I'm talking to people. I give the silliest answers and the stupidest suggestions. Real story.
In real fact, this is my brain :
You will notice that my common sense isn't in any part of my brain. This is in real fact, true. I HAVE NO COMMON SENSE. So, if you're wise enough, do not depend on me for that. You can depend on me to make me increase your suspicion on your bf/gf and their cheating habits (because they ARE cheating on you), or if a particular some one is saying bad things about you, because, they totally are. Look how inter-related suspicion and paranoia come together.I have a highly sensitive paranoia gland, and I WILL suspect something out of nothing. Trust me. I have a degree in that. Notice that my driving a manual car gland is miniscule It is again, true. I can't drive a manual car to save my life. Lord knows how I made it through the exam? I have a renowned attention span of a gnat. So if you're going on and on about your sucky life, or how small your bf's dick is, remember that I am not listening after 2 minutes.
So, if a cluttered desk represents a cluttered mind, what of is it, of an empty desk?
:D
It is so messy, it is unbelievable. Well I lied. IT IS BELIEVABLE, cos I AM JOANNA afterall. Joanna is messier than . Geez. I have no words to describe myself. Joanna is the epitome of messiness. I am Queen of clutter and mess. BLA BLA BLA. You're right. I don't like seeing neat places. It just bugs me. I like to see my existence around (irony). I like to see myself being so busy that there are things all over the place.
They say a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind. You know what? They are SPOT ON right. My mind is buzzing with things every millisecond its not funny. My brain doesn't stop. Sometimes at night I can't get to sleep because my mind goes on OT and becomes tired every morning when I wake up. After I've started working, my mind just couldn't shut off, resulting me having dreams when I sleep and end up really tired the morning after. It's terrible.
Most people would think that my brain is this :
Yes, the one of Homer's. My close friends would definitely scream and jump with enthusiastic agreement that my brain is no bigger than a baby spud [potato]. Sometimes I just space out when I'm talking to people. I give the silliest answers and the stupidest suggestions. Real story.
In real fact, this is my brain :
You will notice that my common sense isn't in any part of my brain. This is in real fact, true. I HAVE NO COMMON SENSE. So, if you're wise enough, do not depend on me for that. You can depend on me to make me increase your suspicion on your bf/gf and their cheating habits (because they ARE cheating on you), or if a particular some one is saying bad things about you, because, they totally are. Look how inter-related suspicion and paranoia come together.I have a highly sensitive paranoia gland, and I WILL suspect something out of nothing. Trust me. I have a degree in that. Notice that my driving a manual car gland is miniscule It is again, true. I can't drive a manual car to save my life. Lord knows how I made it through the exam? I have a renowned attention span of a gnat. So if you're going on and on about your sucky life, or how small your bf's dick is, remember that I am not listening after 2 minutes.
So, if a cluttered desk represents a cluttered mind, what of is it, of an empty desk?
:D
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