Online Rehabilitation under construction
I have a confession to make.
I, who continually professed to be the most computer un-savvy undergraduate, dreams of the day nokia becomes walmart, and tells my laptop (and LAN cable) "i hate you" ten thousand times a day, am officially addicted to the world wide web, and the device that connects my fingers with it.
While i attempt to drill my bottom to my chair and earnestly desire to do some work, internet explorer stares innocently at me. I am confined in a 5 x 2.5 metres space and I have nowhere to run to. I am stuck. And my laptop is stuck together with me.
My resume is still in the process of drafting, my soyasaponin research still at page zero, different sections of my room in various states of ungodly mess, but miraculously, i got something done.
My shopping list increases, and i just bid 36 bucks for a pair of heels.
I see things i dont need to see and i know things i shouldnt even know. like the lives of the girl/guy whose blog is the link of my friend's sister's school mate's brother's NS mate's girlfriend's blog.
and here i am wondering why am i not being productive? WHY?? this cannot go on. I swear I shall just uninstall my msn messenger altogether, get someone to give me a proper spanking every hour or so to get me off the stupid net.
ARGH! technology simply must die. now will you excuse me while i go find some cave with no power socket to live in for the next coupla weeks.