procrastinating

there. i spill it.

my hobby is procrastinating.

i have like zillion ideas in mind, circling in my head from dawn till dusk.

but did i finally do it? no. did one of them come to life? nil.

bad habit dies hard.

even i still haven't finish my shoes and lipstick swatches post! I've been neglecting those posts for almost a year now. my shoes and lipstick collection are growing since and now i have to take pics of them all over again. and i still don't know how to capture "true color" of my lipstick cos my camera wasn't helping. i also have to accept the fact that throughout this time i bought the same hue of lipsticks. i mean they're all look the same.

btw, my short term memory worsen it.

whenever a notion pop in my head, i've to immediately write it in my notes. cos i'll forget it right away.

a lousy writer i am. (was i just calling myself a writer?!)

my biggest dream... that unfortunately will never see the light of day.

but i secretly wish someday i could write a column. (does anyone wants to hire a lousy writer anyway?)

until then, keep procrastinating Intan! your dreams will come true... NOT!

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