My SH

Yup, I have finally watched the first episode of that new British show about Sherlock Holmes. They actually made me a fan of the show during the last few minutes of the ep. That's not fair. I almost decided to stop at the first one, but I'm getting the next one already.
Anyhoo, it's kind of frustrating to know that I am not thinking as much as I could and waste my time on... stuff. While I could have done so much things and do them so much better. I could have been anyone.

If we did all the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astonish ourselves. ~ Thomas Alva Edison

What is motivation? Is it anger, love, some high-pitch emotion inside your head? Is it a tragedy in the past? Or are those things were just made up by the dreamers who have never encountered it in their lives? Was that cliché created by the thinkers? Those, who could just lay down and think their brains out, making up stories and things that never happened? People with time and willpower?
Oh, whatever. I am ill and tired. And I skipped classes today. Again.