and so i dono what am i typing now

slept early on the last night of may
and before that hp alarm was set to 7 in the morning
i don't understand what's the point to wake pretty early on the first day of june
perhaps thousands of uncompleted tasks and tests drive me to anxieties
and repeating my daily routine... poo poo poo poo
and helping mama to take good care of the chicks and ducks..
then putting those smelly clothes into washing machine to wash;
renewing the working shift in hotel city...
listening to those songs repeatedly...
everyone is going to picnic during public holiday...
and am waiting for the time to come while doing nothing
surprisingly, 1 min is as if 1 hour to me now
sighs.
i feel so lost
being as a good-for-nothing is hard... really hard