The Wicked Witch
Of The East
Stress is my drug.
Thursday, February 4, 2010 / 10:06 PM ♥
Stress is an elusive substance which may lead to one's demise. Stress is like a drug; it can cause great pain and anguish. But stress's my drug, and I'm addicted to it. As surprising as it sounds, I enjoy the thrill of feeling stressed out. The great amounts of pressure others lump on you, the expectations to live up to, the fear of deadlines; I like that thrill. It appeals to me. It's the type of situations whereby there's tons of work to be done, and I can just sit around and watch Chinese drama recordings, one after another. Or when there's a test/exam the next day, and I can spent hours on facebook. Or when there's a deadline to rush, I can just lay back and read a copy of 8days from cover to cover for over an hour. I like the fear of not being able to complete something in time, and the closely followed feeling on relief and accomplishment when it's done. I'm crazy, am I? I favour the feel of heavy boulders of responsibility crushing my shoulders. I guess stress is just the thing which propels me forward. Stress's my drug, and I'm addicted to it.
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Stress is my drug.
Thursday, February 4, 2010 / 10:06 PM ♥
Stress is an elusive substance which may lead to one's demise. Stress is like a drug; it can cause great pain and anguish. But stress's my drug, and I'm addicted to it. As surprising as it sounds, I enjoy the thrill of feeling stressed out. The great amounts of pressure others lump on you, the expectations to live up to, the fear of deadlines; I like that thrill. It appeals to me. It's the type of situations whereby there's tons of work to be done, and I can just sit around and watch Chinese drama recordings, one after another. Or when there's a test/exam the next day, and I can spent hours on facebook. Or when there's a deadline to rush, I can just lay back and read a copy of 8days from cover to cover for over an hour. I like the fear of not being able to complete something in time, and the closely followed feeling on relief and accomplishment when it's done. I'm crazy, am I? I favour the feel of heavy boulders of responsibility crushing my shoulders. I guess stress is just the thing which propels me forward. Stress's my drug, and I'm addicted to it.
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