GOOD MORNING, DEPRESSION!
Sound of the alarm ringing. Sound of doors creaking. Sound of footsteps stomping. Sound of cars honking.
ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!
I'm awake now.
Darn. I'm awake again after barely two hours of sleep. Being a quasi-vampire, I managed to catch my sleep at the break of dawn (as it is every night). But the hustle and bustle of the city just as always steals me from my dreamy slumber yet again.
FUCK INSOMNIA!
Well now, what the heck?! Might as well do something productive. Like facebooking and twittering perhaps. I don't wanna miss anything on cyberland. Hell, no! Two hours of sleep is like equals to a days load of info about new quizzes, superpoking, online poker, and the endless gossip and blabbering... Oh! Not to mention all my online personalities. Gotta work as a farmer in one game and live the high life as a mafia godfather in another.
I AM FILTHY RICH!
At least the cyber-me is... Come to think of, if I put together all my cyber money and convert it to cash one-is-to-one, I would've been a billionaire. Oh, if only life is as easy as a few clicks of a button...
Unlike in reality... I HAVE NO JOB.
Yes, I am a bum.
But I still am not doing anything about it. It's like I don't know how to put myself together. Instead, here am I in still in bed and in front of my laptop tinkering away. Fat, pimply, and filthy.
Not filthy rich. Just filthy.
YAWN.
Hmmmm... I feel like I'm finally gonna snooozze z z z z z ....
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