I hate doing something I have to do when I don’t want to do it

Făceam ordine prin caiete (ştiţi, începe şcoala & stuff…) şi am găsit o hârtiuţă pe care am scris ceva anul trecut, când trebuia să îmi învăţ la istorie şi nu aveam, pur şi simplu, chef:

I hate doing something I have to do when I don’t want to do it.

I can feel my personality shrinking down every time I make myself do something I don’t want to.

Every bone in my body… My soul, my heart and my subconscious are finally agreeing… But my brain overrules them all.

I’m turning into a robot…

I must be a sadist.

My brain is torturing my soul.

It’s TORTURE! Pure torture!