Jump into a truthful experience of a super lazy boy. That's me actually. If I got an award for laziness, which I know I will someday, I hope you'll be around to help me collect it.

So, this is like a diary , no, journal . Hope as I share with you my life experience, you learn the good stuffs that I learned, like being lazy. Gosh, it's so comfortable and gooooooood.

Anyway, let me start writing before the laziness takes over. Chao!

Diary Of A Lazy Teen

I feel depressed today . Yesterday was an holiday so Mom didn't go to work. Mom came to my room first thing in the morning and, ignoring my greetings, looked inside my laundry basket ️. I sighed. I knew what was gonna come next (sometimes I think that mom has this special power called the clothy sense. This power enables her to know when a cloth was dirty, and Mom was using this power well). 


Mom told me that I could not escape it. I was washing today (why does Mom always target my Saturdays for washing?). I tried to tell her that I had washed earlier this week  but she told me that I always ate everyday, that I never said that I had eaten earlier this week, so I wouldn't eat again, (but we eat food to live and survive, we don't wash to survive). 


June 13