Yeah lame title, I know but OFF WITH HI-- wait, no wrong phrase, ON TO THE TOPIC!

I have this one habit of mine that's been with me ever since I was little and it is called boredom. I'm always complaining about how bored I am, and how I can't find anything to do and all that to people that it'll annoy the hell out of them. Once, I pestered my mum to buy me a badminton racket in condition that I'll never complain about being bored again (and it worked..............for 3 days I think).

The thing is, "bored" is suppose to be when you have absolutely nothing to do and you're left stranded with that empty feeling in your heart and - if you're a workaholic - the insides of you eating you from the inside due to not having anything to do. But just this evening, I complaint about being bored to Celine (poor wood nymph, bless her soul for trying to comprehend my attitude) yet at that time, I had (and still have, some of them) :

> about 10 unread books
> 8 seasons of Supernatural yet to be started
> 20 unwatched episodes of Runningman
> 3 incomplete assignments
> one blog waiting to be updated
> a list of new youtube videos by Pewdiepie, Cry, Lunafly, Markiplier, Screen Junkies and many others yet to be watched
> one Movie Taisen Ultimatum (still downloading)
> a list of songs yet to be checked out

Yet I was like this

And yes I am just that adorable.......NOT

I'm a self-proclaimed workaholic. I love doing works, even *cue gasp* homework yet I can't bring myself to start doing them in the first place and procrastinate as much as I can till I'm bored of procrastination. My justification of this is that those works will take me time and dedication and the thing I hate the most in working is having to stop mid-way due to something else. I like doing my work and finishing it, the delay will cause my procrastination instinct to take over and in the end it'll be forgotten.

And yet I'm a workaholic, see the irony? I'll lose my appetite and can barely eat when I have absolutely nothing to do because of lack of motivation. To be honest, I'm still glad that's the only side effect that I have (eventhough it kills my already-super-thin body). My workaholic dad will get a fever instantly and be bed-ridden whenever he's out of work to do though I don't blame him for that, us workaholics are just plain weird.

So, is this actually a good excuse to complain about being bored? No. Is it procrastinating? Yes and I can't justify my actions and say that I'm on the right path. Lets admit it, I'm just plain lazy but hey, at least I'm trying. As long as I can push myself to start the work (like writing this blog post, for example), I will set my mind to finish it (unless of course, some unexpected events force me to stop working temporarily and then I'll have to push myself to continue again, which is undoubtedly harder).

Wish me luck aye?