I love my attitude (problem).

If I don't update my blog frequently enough it could be because:


1. I'm plain bone lazy.

2. I'm extremely busy that I can't even find time to eat, talk about blogging.

3. I'm doing the hospital attachment which is super tiring.

4. I'm in New York now, busy shopping like I print cash.

5. I'm helping the children in the war torn countries.

6. I'm dead.


But most if the time, if I don't update it's because of reason 1 and possibly 3.


And I am a lazy person and no one needs to say anything about that. I hate being made to do something I hate to do. (Not that I hate to blog, I'm talking about something completely different here.) I'm not a masochist and you can't boss me around.


Shit. I'm ranting again.


Even if everyone in the world told a claustrophobe that there's nothing wrong being in a confined area, he'd still be afraid to be in a confined area. It's entirely up to him to deal with his phobia. There is probably something wrong with me, but why don't you just accept it and respect me? I am a bewitching bitch by nature, I'm sorry.

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And on a completely unrelated note, I read Tony Parson's, Man and Boy which was really really so good. And here's a quote I love from the book.


Men die younger than women. They catch cancer more often than women. They commit suicide with greater frequency than women. They are more likely to be unemployed than women. But for some unfathomable reason, women are considered the victims.


Aren't I such an anti-feminist?