Screwed up priorities; or tired; or simply lazy

A couple of weeks ago, I started a piece about my "laziness" - I hypothesized that I many not really be lazy after all. It may just be that I get tired easily. Really easily.

I was not able to finish and post that piece for I got sick. And as I was about to go out of the airport that week, I refrained from working so I could get better fast and soon.

But really, I easily get tired. Make me work for a couple of hours straight and I'd feel as if I had worked for eight hours already. Allow me to take breaks in between and I'd abuse it and get distracted. Let me just copy the paragraph I was able to write:

Subject me to two hours straight of work and I'd get tired as if I'm already working for eight hours. Then the next day, I'd feel the hangover of getting tired (I'm not sure what this is, but it's something like I recall how tired I became to the point that my mind already repels the idea of work.) That's how unfit I am.

Then yesterday or today, I thought maybe I just have a screwed up sense of priorities. Work is not a priority (ooh, very bold for me to say it here). I thought school is a priority but I haven't really studied yet to prepare for graduate school. Maybe family is the priority. Far ahead of work. And school.

And maybe I should have had stuck to taking a break. Since a couple of hours work equal eight hours in my perception, maybe a couple of years working is like eight years of working already.

Or am I just justifying my laziness? I hate being lazy. But this has been my laziest state so far. My most irresponsible me. I may have done something irresponsible big time before, but I could say it was also a factor of ignorance or innocence or stubbornness. This time, I could say irresponsible a factor simply of stubbornness.

Oh, help me. Crazy me. Now, I'm stressed out again.