All I've done for the past 90 minutes is sat at my study table and sipped a gallon of water while vehemently talking to myself, aloud.
How exactly this is supposed to help me achieve my life goals is beyond me too.
...and 90 minutes ago I had sternly told myself, 'You have only 10 minutes. Not a minute more!'
So, who is it that I am supposed to see about this now?
To the boomer who called my baby a burden
6 years ago
That depends on what were you talking to yourself about.
ReplyDeleteIrrespective of that, I'm pretty sure this isn't really normal.
ReplyDeleteBut yes, I was not discussing studies w myself.
I was talking to myself about myself.
By any chance, are you planning to take up psychiatry?
No, I have decided I won't take up psychiatry. As of now.
ReplyDeleteWell obviously then you have to go see a psychiatrist then.
But if you were talking to yourself about someone else, I would have suggested you go see that person. :D
Talking to self about someone else requires my seeing that person, but talking to self about self requires my seeing a psychiatrist?
ReplyDeleteClearly you shouldn't take my advice?
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean? :/ I should or I shouldn't?
ReplyDeleteChill man! There's always me! :D I can substitute for self and psychiatrist! :D
ReplyDeleteI mean that you should decide that yourself, whether or not to take that advice.
ReplyDelete@K Haha, yes, I always have you in mind. :D
ReplyDeleteActually, those 90mins were somewhat like a 'session', with I sort of being my own 'patient'.
I wish this bloody psycho would pay me for these. :P