grab my laptop connect to the internet and take the oh so insightful quiz on Facebook , in a jiffy the results are in front of me……. Considering my daily activities , to keep my teeth in an optimum state of health I should brush my teeth four times a week and Sunday is not one the suggested days , Facebook comes to my rescue AGAIN.
It is 11 but this time it is dark outside, the night's cool , I am sitting on my chair trying to adjust to a more comfortable posture at the same time taking a glance at my room looking through the untidiness my eyes see something……...BOOKS……… my heart stops for a second and then there is guilt ‘I should study’ , thoughts to that effect arise in my mind but the next episode of Californication seems way to enticing . I need help Facebook comes to mind , I take the IQ quiz , the resulting numbers are very low , turns out I am really slow , there is no point in studying if I m not going to understand anything . Guilt gives way to self pity , I need to make the most of my situation the next episode seems real fun , one makes way for others and before I know it morning has arrived.
It is Monday the day I am supposed to brush my teeth.