Writer’s Block or Just Laziness? Spoiler: I Haven’t Written Since My Last Math Class Flop"

Every day when I wake up, I plan my day and month like I’m a world-class CEO—except my empire is just a daily planner and a monthly planner.

My plans not always on the track
My plans not always on the track

Every day when I wake up, I plan my day and month like I’m a world-class CEO—except my empire is just a daily planner and a monthly planner.

I use these trusty sidekicks to ensure I’ll conquer all the tasks I assign myself for the upcoming month. Most of the time, I nail it like a pro, but sometimes I don’t, and life just shrugs and moves on.

The world doesn’t stop spinning because I forgot to write a blog post—though my laptop might be judging me. Take the first month, for example. I planned everything with the precision of a military general, telling myself I’d crush this and that all month long. But by the end, I was stuck with half my tasks done and the other half laughing at me like, “Nice try, buddy!” I’m a good planner—honestly, I’d give myself a gold star for that—but executing those plans? That’s where I flop harder than a fish out of water.

Later, I’m left regretting why I didn’t finish on time. Beyond that, I’ve been multitasking lately, or at least I think I have. I’m juggling so many things that I’m not sure if I’m a circus performer or just dropping all the balls. Even my daily writing goal is gathering dust—I haven’t written a word since I last daydreamed about a Whopper outside Burger King!

burger king
Ghibli by chatgpt I visited burger king long before i wake up

Lately, I’ve tried shifting my focus from one task to another, but there’s always something holding me back—like life’s playing a prank on me, and I’m the punchline. To top it off, I’ve been making investments without much thought, as my parents keep pointing out (and yes, they’re totally right). At first, my investments seemed legit—like I was the next big stock market guru—but now I’ve hit so many challenges, I wonder if I accidentally invested in a lemonade stand during a rainstorm. Because of all these hiccups, things aren’t going as planned, and everything feels like it’s spiraling out of control faster than a classroom chair on wheels. But even when it all seems overwhelming, I never lose hope in myself—I’m like a stubborn plant that keeps growing, even in the shadiest corner of the garden.

Writing all this and taking on a writing challenge—only to not complete it—seems to be my signature move now.

I’m stuck with so many thoughts I’ve always wanted to share with the world, but they’re just sitting in my head, probably having a party without me.

Today, I’m here with no friends or supporters around. I know there are always people who support you, like your family and those special ones sent by God, but the real challenge I’m facing right now is that I hardly have anyone to trust at the moment.

It’s like I’m trying to share my deepest thoughts, but my audience is just me and my empty coffee cup. I’m finally breaking the lazy cycle I’ve been stuck in for way too long. But to be honest, I wasn’t really lazy—the only thing stopping me was the mess of challenges I faced in the past few months, plus some serious stuff that turned my life upside down. I was trying to write a masterpiece, but life kept throwing plot twists at me, like a bad soap opera I didn’t sign up for.

I’m 29 now, and I feel like there are things I should’ve finished on time—like, hello, early retirement, where are you? But I barely know what the future holds, and I’ve stopped trying to predict it because, let’s be real, my crystal ball is clearly broken. I mean, I can’t even predict if I’ll finish my next writing goal, let alone my retirement plan.

Now I’m starting fresh, and the good news is I managed to recover my Instagram account today—yay me! So, there’s going to be content soon. I’m basically the comeback MAN, ready to post pics and thoughts, maybe even one from outside a Burger King again, but this time with a caption that says, “I’m back, and I’m actually writing this time—probably!”.

If you really want to support my work, you can buy me a coffee—because let’s be real, I need all the caffeine I can get to keep up with my big comeback plans! I’m talking about writing, posting on my freshly recovered Insta, and maybe even snapping a pic outside a Burger King again, but this time with a coffee in hand.

Thanks:)