Tuesday, 9 April 2013

13 - HOW FLATTERING

"Write something nice about yourself"


I have never said something really good about myself, nor written one. I have always given myself a hard time or have always put myself down. Never in my life I have complimented myself, it had always been the other way around.

Most of the time I have always said to myself that I have done absolutely nothing right. That in my life I have never actually done something relevant. I have always put to thought that I will never be someone who has done something astonishing. So this time maybe I'll change that. Maybe by doing this I could boost my self-esteem a little and maybe make me feel better.

Dear Red,

You are God's greatest gift to mankind. You have the hair of a thousand unicorns but black, which flows freely into the sunset. You have eyes glimmering like a death of a star. Which causes a stare from which one can be paralyzed with awe. Your lips red as the blood of an innocent. One kiss can send you to heaven's gate. A smile in which a hundreds of babies happiness are bestowed upon you have. And with a glance of this smile in which you have sends one crying with happiness. You Red, have a skin in which once touched feels like soft cottons in fields of never ending fairness in which your skin is.

You are a man who is sensible, and yet at times a retard in which makes you a hilarious man. You are also sensitive, in which makes you considerate and helpful to others. You are hardworking young man, in a sense where you strive hard to attain what you want. Loving is what you are. You have given all your love and have truly made others feel it. Playful, you are in which still makes you a kid at heart.

An artist you shall be, one must just wait. You have proven to become better and better as you age and mature. Keep on striving and you will reach your goal. One must remember that the greatest ones start from somewhere. And from where you are at, you are at a great spot.

Keep on being who you are, you must remember. For I see greatness in you, no matter what you say to yourself. One must never tire from what he is doing so he should learn and know more. You must remember you are you. You show greatness in you, you must just look for it and not tire searching for it.

                                                                                                                         -NARCISSISTIC RED

12 - NOT NOW, NOT EVER

"What troubles and fears do you have?"

I have finally found someone worth keeping. I know I have probably said that already to some past relationship, but this time it really is different. have you ever felt it would be the end if she left? The feeling that  when something happens to her you won't forgive yourself? I bet some of you have.

Now that I am looking to settle down for this one girl I love, the greatest fear I have now is losing her. The feeling of someone really special to you just vanishing or leaving just messes with my head. It feels like the end of the world just thinking about it.

I have never been happier in my life continuously everyday since I met her. She was the highlight of my year last year. All the things we share, all the things we have in common just makes us even closer each and everyday. I have not missed a day not thinking of her, she just really pops out of my thoughts. She's the girl I see a future with, having her as my wife, having children, growing old with. I have been attached to her even though we have only been together officially for four months which will be on this Friday.

Now imagine all that feeling vanishing in an instant. It won't be a pretty right? All those feeling you feel everyday just vanishes without a trace. How much sadness would you think I will feel if that ever happened? And of course relationships are not perfect, we have fights at times. Which makes me more scared of losing you. What if one time you just get tired of me? What if one time you just decide to go because you can't stand me anymore? I would probably go to a deep depression. That is why this is my greatest fear, losing you. No matter how many problems we have I'll face it with you. Just so I can be with you until we grow old. This is how much I love you.



11 - PHEW...

Ever slept at a place you have no clue who the people are? Have you ever slept in the most uncomfortable way like standing up? Well I have, and it was due to the sleepless nights filled with so many homework. It felt so weird and so humiliating experiencing those.

Those days when you go to school with no sleep are just one way to learn nothing, because of your brain not functioning well because it's too tired, and one way to get killed, because we're too tired to care. These are just some things students have to go through everyday, but not what happened to me.

It was those days when you had a little or no sleep at all.But like everybody else, I had to bear with it. So I was on my way home, tired and half awake, not really aware of what's happening around me. I rode the MRT, and you know MRT's How crowded they are and how you just mostly stand until you get to your station. As I was standing there with minimal space in between people and unable to move, a guy beside me decided to go all retard and not think of the obvious. He scolded me for not holding on to the safety handrails and that I was leaning on him. I got pissed and humiliated for the fact that he said that out loud which made all the people in that silent train stare at me like I killed somebody. Ashamed, I just kept quiet.

After getting off the train, my long travel home wasn't over. I still had A 30 minute to an hour jeepney ride (depending on the traffic). Since it was significantly long I decided to sleep while on the ride, which was a pretty good idea that time since I was really exhausted. I slept almost through the ride,\. Just waking up randomly to know where I was, But suddenly there was a rude awakening.

A guy beside me suddenly tapped me and said "HOY! Gumising ka na! Muntik ka na manakawan." I frowned because he woke me up but then suddenly my face went confused because of what he said. Once again I got pissed and humiliated, but it didn't last as I heard the story of what happened when I was asleep. I overheard that a random guy asked my seatmate if I was with him (the guy who woke me up) while eyeballing my phone in my chest pocket. My seatmate said yes just to save me from getting robbed. In my head I was thinking " Wow, this person is really nice after all. Never knew people like him still existed."

As I near my stop, I was planning to thank him on my way down the jeep, but then he went down before i did. So I didn't get the chance. I still Thank that guy so much. He made me think twice before sleeping in a jeep. Now I don't, not unless I'm with somebody with me. But if you come to think of it, that was close!

Monday, 8 April 2013

10 - ARE YOU RETARDED?


It started of as this one man riding this majestic horse gallops across a barren wasteland crosses glance with another man on top of a hillside. This man his eyes met just stayed there, just watching him while resting on his horse. He then slowly got of his horse and continued to stare at the man across the wasteland. As they stopped and stared at each others soul, both of them knew that it would be a long battle.

The man from across the wasteland charged with all his might. He fired his long slim bow with no hesitation. But as he fired, the man from the hillside prepared himself and just catches the arrow in his hands. He then also gets his bow and uses the arrow he caught to fire back. But like a scene from the movie "Wanted", the man from across the wasteland fired his bow and their arrows met in mid-air. Shot after shot are fired back and forth, almost as if they have blocked the sun. Soon they got tired of using the bow. The man from the hillside then draws his great sword, which legends says has killed an ancient dragon. He then charges forth to the man across the wasteland yelling a bloodcurdling whale trying to strike fear to this man's soul. But it did not seem to affect him, as this man across the wasteland then prepares himself to counter attack. Swords then slashed through the air, making sounds of which showed how much power they had in every swing. Swords hit and sparks flew as they continued to whale at each other. Neither of the them seemed to feel a little exhaustion.

But then a sudden change. A change in time suddenly happened before them. Like a scene from "iron man" they suddenly both put on his suit of armor, getting ready for another duel to the death. As if they have never even started, they both fought once more. Repulsor blasts shooting across the sky like laser light shows as they fought one another. But before one man can even land a blow, the bell rang.

Yes, the bell rang. This whole fight was just an idiotic imaginary fight by two retarded friends. It has always been a daily thing, this duel to the death. It happens everyday inside their classroom, fighting one another as if they were really at it. This two idiotic friends are named JP and Red, bestfriends who do this for their past time.


Tuesday, 19 February 2013

9 - LACKLUSTER



My head is slumped
near a small rectangle.
This thing lays beside me.
It just lays there,
Not moving, not touched, just still.

I stare at this paper
with both eyes wondering,
whether if it was the same,
full of doodles
which was made with ease.

This paper with nothing in it
waits for brand new inspiration.
A fuel that makes it work,
A hand with a pencil,
that would scribble, scribble, and scribble.

A paper who just sits there
tries for glory,
and yet he fails.
He tries to come get back up,
but stumbles in the end.

Small rectangular paper
when shall you stand once more?
Time is finite,
you should take note,
for you may later regret it all

8 - DANA MIKAELLA SANTOS

"I was happiest when...."


When I am with her there's no place I would ever feel this way ever again. I never think of anything else when I'm with her, it would not make sense anymore, for nothing else really matters anymore when I'm with her.  Even when I'm just there beside her already completes my day. With the simplest things she does, like her smile, her laughter or just her being there makes everything feel alright. Nothing would ever compare to this happiness I am in, nothing in the whole world.

With all the things she has ever done, making me feel happy is the number one. I never knew she would do it so easily, but then again she just pulls it off in a jiffy. Maybe she was meant for this, making me all tingly inside, besides she takes time to set things aside. She said she was just for me, I guess she did not know how much that means we are meant to be. That's what she always mentions, just to relieve my tension. She really does know where to hit the spot, I guess I hit the jackpot. Why are you so good at this, as if you just want me to kiss, but if you do want to insist, let's take time to persist. You do know you make me miss you, as if you were a police, who should just pop on queue. You just make me so happy, in times when I'm sad you're just so handy. Oh I love you my sweet sweet baby, you're just a cute cute dainty.



How sad it would be if you were to leave. I wish you could just stay, for I never I would want to know to the feeling if you were to go. I know this sounds too cliche, but can you be my forever? You just don't know how happy I felt, when I fell for you. Oh boy, I really do love YOU.

7 - MINE!

"Write about an incident that illustrates selfishness"


All eyes was at her, this one girl. Men stop and turn their heads just to look at her. Men even ask her questions I could not believe.

Never in my whole life I would become this monster. A monster of selfishness, in which it is because of this one girl. Well to me she's not just a girl, she's my everything now, everything I have ever dreamt of. This one girl just turned the tables and changed my whole game. This girl I call "MINE". 

It all started when we got together, I knew from the start she was going to do something out of the extraordinary, something that would lead me to my captivation to her and me begging at her knees. I didn't notice this but this was my theory, one night when I went to her place she offered me a drink, a drink that I thought was unlikely, given the fact that it was given to me immediately and with excitement. With no other choice and because I was lacking of h2o, drank it bottoms up, and as I slowly put down the glass, I felt it immediately. I was turning into a monster!

Just kidding. Well, we all have that moment in our lives where we tend to be over protective for the things really important to us. Never in our whole lives think of bad things happening to something that is really important to us. Sometimes in our lives we tend to go overboard and become this selfish person. Now what I am gonna talk about is me having my girlfriend.

Everyone of us (guys) tend to be really really REALLY protective with our girls, like me for example. I am the most jealous-type of guy I know, so I tend to get jealous on the most stupidest stuff and be over protective at times. Just like that instance when me and my girlfriend are just walking, and for some reason all the guys stare. No matter what age they are, they stare! Sometimes it just really get uncomfortable, like that instance where a perverted looking guy stares at her and I stare at this guy and wont even budge! In my head I'm like "should I tell him I'd kill him?" but then again the other part of my brain is telling "Let it pass man, it will be over soon", so I have that going through my head every time. Plus, there is just this feeling I don't like when people stare at my girl. I'm all like "This girls mine dude, like come one! Freaking stop starring! She's mine okay! And you can't have her!"

Now let's not forget my jealous moments shall we not? There was this one time where she had a crush (we all know how they go when they have crushes) on a guy who happens to be a famous PBA player (or something like that) and it happened to be on a tarpaulin. She fan-girled and I got jealous without her knowing, so instead of telling I got quiet. She then noticed it and we had a fight about it because I didn't tell what was up, but then later on we made up. Of course there's more, there was also this time where I had a video dancing, and there was this one part I got out of the screen but she thought I was still dancing. She was starring at some guy and she thought he was hot. It went something like this "You looked so hot there" she said, "What? Really? *silence* uh..babe, that's not me" I replied. There was just this awkward feeling between us that time. I felt so bad, for I thought it was really me. There's is just something in me where I just don't want to share and I get SO jealous at times.

As I was saying, she made me into a monster! I have never in my life thought I would be this selfish given the fact that she's a person. Well, if you come to think of it, She's mine anyway so I guess this will make sense. Like come on, who wants to share what's theirs!

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

6 - LE MENTOR

"If you could go back in time anywhere and "anywhen", where/when would you go and why?


Seat belts, check! Helmet, check! Fuel, Check! Burrito..ugh..check! 5...4...3..2...1! What you've just read there was me going back in time! Yes, I went back in time for a quest to become the best artist in the world as of this day!

I went back in time at the era where classic art was at it's peak, a time where the name Leonardo Da Vinci was well known. I went back to this time for one purpose, and that purpose is to be the apprentice of today's hall of fame in art, Leonardo Da Vinci.



Why all the trouble you ask? Well, let me share with you a story of why this came to be. I have a father who is really good in art. He was the one who inspired me to do everything in the name of art, but there was this problem. It seemed like he did not have that much time to teach me a thing or two, so I scavenged for a way to learn more. I searched high and low for someone to teach me lessons, and yet it seemed like there was nobody out there. In that moment where I was studying all by myself, it just hit me, "why not build a time machine red?" I said to myself, and so I did. I gathered resources and knowledge just to build a time machine, and alas, my time machine was born!



So I set the year and date where Leonardo was at his peak, when he was crowned best. I arrived there and hid my machine. As I strolled and searched for him I was shocked and amazed, as I saw him doing his research. You now might think "how will he understand him?" well, good question. Before I even left the present time, I also devised a gadget where I could understand him, but I still couldn't talk their language. So what I did was acted as if I was a mute poor man, who was desperate for his teachings. He then bit the bait, knowing I could not tell any of his secrets he went on. I stayed there for a couple of weeks, but then disaster struck! An alarm which was connected to my time machine went off! It was a sign that I needed to get back to the present to not create an imbalance in the timeline. Without any goodbyes, I left. I left his teachings without even finishing. Crushed by this, I hurriedly went in the time machine, set the date and time as if I didn't even left the first place, and didn't even bothered to look back.

I arrived again here in the present, dazed with time travel. Knowing I still might get a chance to get back in that era, I ran to the fuel tank and peeked through it, it was empty. With all hopes gone, in once again searched for a new mentor. With all the time I spent searching, I found one. He was my age, and with his gift, he might be the next Leonardo Da Vinci. Without any fuel left and resource I settled with him.

For now as I shall settle with him, until the time I could find enough resource to go back and finish what I started.

Tuesday, 22 January 2013

5 - SUCCUBUS

"Write about a terrifying nightmare"

Ever heard of the word "Succubus", no? Well it is said to be a demon or a supernatural identity which takes form of a female and appears in our dreams. It is said that it seduces men usually through sexual intercourse. And they say repeated visits may lead to deterioration of health or maybe even death. And I also heard from my friends that this creature tends to restrict you from moving if you tend to wake up.



My nightmare starts off one night when I least expected it.

It had been a long day. I was preparing myself to sleep. I was just there laying in bed watching T.V. waiting for me to fall asleep. But then I decided just close my eyes and sleep. So that's what I did, I went to my bed, tucked my self in, hugged a pillow and went on. And then the dream started. I was in my school, but only this time it was kind of fancier than usual. It kinda looked like a hotel at that moment. So I was at school with a friend. She was asking me to help her out with her luggage because she was deciding not to dorm in our school anymore. So there I said yes, and then we continued to walk to her room. And then that's where the weird stuff started to happen. While we we're walking, a cockroach suddenly landed on my face, I quickly shoved it away. But then it went back. This went on for a couple of times, and because of that I lost track of my friend. But then more came in and it covered my whole face blackening my vision. And with that blacked-out view, for some reason I remembered Linda Blair then appeared  in that darkness going back and forth screaming at me but just with that "grudge sound", the "clicking aah" sound. So because of that I was trying so hard to wake up, but I couldn't. I tried praying, and for the first time it didn't work. I was still there in my dream. facing this menacing face screaming at me. But then suddenly, I tried so hard to open my eyes. I opened it, but just half way through because for some reason I was still fighting my nightmare. In other words I was still half asleep. But in that moment I can see my dad sitting there watching T.V. Out of desperation I tried screaming. It didn't work. No sound was coming out of my mouth. Then i tried moving my arms but then again it wasn't moving. I got so scared that time, it felt like I was gonna die. But then suddenly I kinda kicked, which woke me up. I woke up so sweaty, catching my breath, scared, and almost bursting to tears. Then I told it to my dad, I said "I couldn't wake up, I couldn't wake up!" and then i told some parts of it like the head of Linda Blair. Then my dad said "Palalim pa lang kasi yung tulog mo eh pinipilit mo ng magising ulit.". I didn't answer after that, I just laid down again and though of what happened. And eventually I fell asleep again

Couple of weeks or days later, It happened again! But this time, It was the old lady from Incidious. And once again I tried to wake up, which wasn't working again. I tried praying once again, and guess what, it didn't work again. So once again I'm struggling to live once more, I was fighting for my life. And then I find myself half awake again yet conscious of what's around me. I tried moving so I could wake up, but I couldn't lift my arms. Scared to death that was me at that moment, but then I just kind of gave up. I just closed my eyes again and accepted my fate. But then it stopped. I woke up again all terrified.

After that experience in to consecutive close nights I almost died, I couldn't sleep well. I was so scared of sleeping. I just did so much things in the morning so by night I would fall asleep really soundly.

And until now for some reason there is still this feeling inside me where I think it is still after me. Just waiting for the right time to strike. When I least expect it once again.


4 - Checkpoint

"Describe a dream that came true"

Normally, people understand the phrase "dreams come true" in a way where they think it's a magical thing. That the most impossible things in the corner of your minds and all that fictional stuff become reality. But now, I'm gonna talk about the other one, the literal one. That may sound silly, but yeah, it happens.

I'm gonna give you something to think about. You know those checkpoints in games, wherein when you die, that's where you start over again. What if that happens in real life? What if deja vous is our checkpoint spots and we already died and respawned again? Doesn't that make sense? Is it really that stupid? So what am I trying to say? Well I constantly have deja vuos, and for some reason it kinda bugs me a lot. 



But anyway, back to my story. 

The summer of 2012, before college ever started I had this dream. This dream was about me, some other guy I don't know, and another girl which I do not know either. Me and the guy were sitting down playing the piano for some reason and the girl was just standing there. For some reason I did not know what that meant either. I don't even play the piano, and practically I don't know the guys there. It was just so weird because it did not make sense at that time. And what's even weirder was I remembered it even if didn't even made sense.

So school has already started now and I met new people once again. I made new friends and turned into much closer friends by the end of the term. So within that term since we were close, we decided to go to one of my friends house. It was just me, my friend which was a guy and the owner of the house which was a girl. Then what happened there was quite what I didn't expect to happen. Yes, my dream came true. At first I didn't notice that my dream was happening until this very distinct view happened. I was sitting down with my friend guy and my friend girl was standing up right beside me. So what happens was I got really shocked. I refrained from playing the piano and told them what was up. They were also shocked with that too, of course but then again they thought that was pretty cool.

Deja vous huh, So did I die? Why did I see the future? Was it really the future? Like come on, I'm not Nostradamus or something. But that sure raised a lot more questions in my head. Why do people have that? is that premonition? I do not know. But what I do know is, that was some crazy stuff!

So, how about you? Have you experienced deja vous as well? Any dreams of yours that came true? 

Sunday, 20 January 2013

3 - DESK-O-MATIC


"If My Desk Could Talk..."

Are you lonely? Do you want someone to talk to? Well here's our new product called, The Desk-O-Matic! With the features of asking questions, listening, giving advice, and let's not forget, talking back. Think about that! What if that was real, would you buy it? I don't know if I would want to.

If my desk could talk it would be hell. Like think about it, aren't you having too much things already occupying your time. Like being on the computer, or doing something else while your sitting down by your desk? Take time to think about it, really.

Imagine this, my desk could talk right, so here's a conversations we might have:

Scenario - Me trying too draw on my desk

Me: *scribble scribble scribble, erase erase erase..

Desk: Hey! What are you doing!? What's that? Who's that? Can you teach me that? oh wait i don't have any  eyes, nor hands. HA-HA-HA-HA. Can we play a game? I spy with my little...HA-HA-HA..

Me: Damn it! Shut Up!

Desk: Oh, you wanna go huh?! Bring it! Whatcha want?! You playin' with me boy?

Me: I have no time for this. *stands up and leaves

See what I mean with that? You won't have anything done anytime with that talking beast blabbering all day and all night. Now imagine sleeping for that matter. That's gonna be a pain. But anyway, my point is that it would really be hard to concentrate on stuff. It's gonna be really hard to finish something really important. You just might start talking with each other and procrastinate all the way. But of course, there's always two sides of a coin.

Problems you say? Well a talking desk would be a good company that moment. Advises would really make you feel better. You know what they say "sometimes you just need a good talk or a good listener" or something like that. But anyway, my point again is that it would really make you feel better that time. Maybe it can even help you out if you're in need of ideas or whatnot. Makes you think twice of having one does it?

And what about those forever-alone type people, wouldn't that make them so much happy? And for practicing speeches, talks, or whatever that needs oral practice, wouldn't that boost confidence?

Desk-O-Matic huh? What if my desk could talk? I guess I'll just say that there's two ways of looking at things, because we all know people only see things in black and white. But I guess it would be unfair if I won't answer it, so I'll answer it anyway. If my desk could talk, it would be a hell of a night!


Saturday, 19 January 2013

2 - Oh What a Feeling

"Describe a "dream" day. How is it different from a possible day?"



          "Hakuna matata", it means no worries. I guess we are all familiar with that one right? Well, if you're not it's from the animated movie "The Lion King". Anyway, no worries, right? Have you ever felt that? I have longed for it everyday in my life. Do you remember nights where you just lay there and think of what could have been, what you have done, what you need to do and all those what if's? I bet occasionally you do, because I do too. I dream of having my hakuna matata day and here's how it goes.

          My dream day starts off with a perfect wake up call or something like that. Define perfect, well it's when I wake up in the morning not because of an alarm, but because it just feels right. Other than that, I always wanted to wake up because of my special someone, who's in my arms, woke me up in a "special" way. I bet you have fantasized about that too. Waking up, staring at her eyes, not taking verbally, just with a simple stare, you understand each other. That feeling in the morning.

          Breakfast, "ain't nobody got time for that", or maybe occasionally me. They say it's the most important meal of the day, and yet I don't get it every morning. So in my dream day, I gotta have my perfect breakfast. Pancakes, topped off with strawberries drizzled in maple syrup, waffles, sausages, scrabbled egg, milk, hash browns, and let's not forget the bacon, delicious isn't it? I wish I had it in my mornings. What feeling it could have been.

          So far, it's still gonna be a long day. And since I'm that kind of person where I just simply hang out at our house, my dream day simply occurs in the four corners of our house. Why? Why not? Besides, my time is always focused on school work, which means not much time for "my time". And whenever I just hang out in our house, I'm with my family and my special someone, which is rare, because everyone's kinda busy nowadays. I just want to spend that day with my special someone, just us, cuddling and doing all sweet stuff, talking about us. No worries. No stress. Nothing else to think about. So in short, my day was just wasted with me doing nothing, and yet feeling content for what feeling I had inside me.

           And now night time. There are just cold nights where you just feel so alone, so cold, and you long for someone's warmth. And now that my dream day is about to end, why not end it with a smile on my face. Why not be with someone you love for the whole day, right? Is that too much to ask? i don't think so. But anyway, I just always fantasized about sleeping with my girlfriend. I think it's really sweet. Plus when you think about it, sleeping with someone you love wouldn't make you think about other stuff, other than you two. It's not us doing "the thing" that's why I want to sleep with her, it's just like there's this feeling where you just feel so content of you two talking with each other while just staring at each other. That feeling where you're just happy to have her with you that night. That feel.

          My dream day might be shallow, and just about me with my girl, well to me this is my dream day, not what-everyone-wants-to-do day. But what I do realize is that a dream day will be your dream day if you feel content. Then again it's like a perfect day right? Well it's a dream day for it wont really happen yet. I'm like sitting here waiting for it to happen. Why? Well first, being too tired to wake up in the morning to cook food which we also don't have. Plus there's this realm called "school" which I go to really early. And that brings me to waking up with no alarm and me waking up with my girlfriend, doing absolutely nothing in the afternoon. And at night time, well we all know it's not possible yet. And of course, slacking off isn't really productive either.

          Basically my dream day is just like a lazy day for me, being content kind of lazy. This just kinda serves as a goal for me to aim at. Hey, dreams come true right? Why not make it come true?

Monday, 14 January 2013

1-Escape From Reality


"Daydreams"

          Have you ever just sat down in class or anywhere in that matter and just stared blankly into space? Well, I have. In fact, most of the time I sit there I just daydream my way out of that. I constantly think of senseless stuff when I'm at it, and occasionally my problems. Sometimes I don't even think of anything. I don't know how that works, but I do that sometimes. Wait, why do we we daydream? Is it just because we are bored? Do emotions contribute to it? Or is there something in our minds we just need to reflect on? I don't really know that, but what I do know is that it keeps my mind occupied. Although it may be senseless or not.

          Why most of the time I daydream is why most of us daydream, I'm bored. What I daydream about is whenever I am bored is whatever I see. It's like a never ending hole where I just randomly think about random stuff I see. You just never stop describing or thinking about what you saw for a couple of minutes or so, until you finally realize you slacked off again. And how about emotions? Emotions really effect daydreams. For instance, you were sad, you constantly think of depression, death, anger, heartaches, and all those sad emotions. And of course problems. Problems always occupy your mind, it never goes away that easily. I guess you'll constantly think of that while you daydream. I mean it is your problem anyway. What ever goes on our head is  just so random, you just start to make up things as you go. One does not really stop to take a break, because the mind does not do that. You just start to make a new topic.

          Daydreaming isn't really that senseless. When come to think of it, it's letting you imagination fly. You create a brand new perspective in life. You also show a side of you no one really knows about. Daydreaming also makes you reflect about stuff you don't really constantly think about. I guess it's another way of solving your problems too. Either way you look at it, you're still gonna do it sometime of the day. It's like an escape to your own world.