The Baby Sitter......
I am 23 years old and for the first time in my life I got myself a babysitter. Yes, you have heard it right. Why did I need a babysitter? Why could possibly be the reason a fucking grown up like me needed a babysitter. It wasn't exactly a babysitter but someone who watched me while I was working. It does sound like a babysitter to me. In the post "I will quit tomorrow" I told how I kept ignoring my work. There was a time in my life for two years where I was a workaholic. I pulled all nighters as easily as I ate a candy. I survived on coke(the drink not the drug), coffee, tea, green tea and all the other forms of caffeine available to me. I sat down for long stretches. I used to work for 10 hours continuously and not feel a bit tired. I had no concept of sleep. I used to sleep in classes. I used to skip breakfast so that I could get to sleep for an extra 30 minutes. Nothing distracted me. I was in shape physically and mentally. Now I am just an idiot...
