diumenge, 20 de març del 2016

Crackers

A random day I went to buy crackers. Because I wanted to.

They are not even that good, but I just felt like eating crackers.


The thing is that when I found them, I saw the exactly same crackers, but one euro more expensive.


But the same ones. Same crackers, same package, same everything, but one euro more expensive.

Just because one of those crackers had "cuétara" written on the jar or however the heck that's called.

Does this actually works? I mean, if they do it, is because there is people who buys the expensive ones, even though they are the exactly same crackers.

How can people be so dumb?

I mean, I'm dumb, like the dumbest human being ever, but even I can see that they are the exactly same package of crackers with a different label.

So why does people keep buying the expensive ones?

And yeah, I know, it's just one euro, it's not a big deal, but if you start to collect one euro from every person who buys the expensive crackers instead of the other ones, it is a big deal.

And JFC, it is a big deal. It's a motherfucking euro, for fuck's sake.
It is a fucking big deal.


I mean, for the same amount of money, you can buy two jars of the cheaper crackers but only one of the expensive ones.


But if they keep making that, it's because it works, and people buys the expensive ones.

Like I said a thousand times before, humans are dumb.


No title

I'm supposed to write 6 your-says, and I've only written one, and I'm out of ideas.

And they're supposed to have a 100 words, and this one only has 30.

Jesus Christ.

What's the point? I can't write. I'm an awful writer.

It must be so boring to read everything that I write.

I'm sorry for this blog.

It is so bad, and you're supposed to read it. Or not. Who knows.
I don't even know if I should upload this to the blog.
Who knows. Who cares. Not me.


I just don't know what I can write about.


There. 100 words. Well, 105 now.

Procrastinantig

According to the Urban Dictionary, procrastination means "avoid doing something for as long as possible, sometimes not doing it at all".

There. That's what I do. That's what I live for.

I procrastinate a lot.

I spend my life procrastinating, and I'm pretty sure that that is the main cause of all my problems.

I have procrastinated with all the writings of the blog, and I'm supposed to write all of them today, because today is the deadline.

The thing is that I don't feel like writing. I'm sick, I get dizzy, I have a fever and I'm really tired, but here I am, writing all of the blog posts because I procrastinated and today is the deadline.