saturday sentiment

it’s a boring day…and it’s saturday. i’m starting to write without any idea what it is about. i guess i just need something to do, need to somehow preoccupy myself with other stuff aside from staring at my laptop and surfing the net. i’m feeling quite lazy these past weekends. i’m not enjoying my breaks the way i should be. ugh! i just had a cup of coffee and feeling the urge to get another. the tube is nothing but a colored flicker and gibberish sound. a cool breeze enters my window uninvitedly, mocking the gloomy ambiance that suffocates this poor soul. i'm sober yet wasted.

i need to go the restroom.

i just need to poo.

that's all.