My brain, My illustration

This is how I imagine my brain: Those thingys working in my brain are called brain workers, and I have come to the conclusion that they are not working!! Cause I feel pretty stupid and lazy even when exams are near, and the only thing the workers want are entertainment! Shopping, shows, music, sing, play...

You see, I can't whip my brain workers, cause that means I will hurt my own head, which is going to be particularly stupid of me, and if I go ahead and grant entertainment, then that's the end of my brain.. No more serious work, my brain won't be functioning. How? Tell me how?

Can't fire them, cause they are on lifetime contract, and if I get rid of them, I'll be getting rid of my own brain, then how will I live? No more brain, die la... And each time I force my brain workers to work serious stuff, they always make a call to President Sleep for rescue and when he comes by, my brain factory will shut down. Then no more work, no productivity. Tell me, how to function?

Even if I can fire the and change the wrokers for those that are on for serious stuff and are hardworking, to find another bunch of good workers take a long time, even though I am trying my best to find them in the shortest time possible. And once I got them, after sometime, they retire. Those good workers get old really fast. What is this? How?

Oh boy... Help me... This is my note to my brain workers:

Dear brain workers,

WILL YOU WAKE UP AND START WORKING!??! The whole world (my whole life) is depending on you (my brain and the working slaves).. Wake up liao!! Start working... Productivity is way too low, and we are really short of time. WAKE UP!!

THE END

* The above is just an illustration. Please do not take it as a biology lesson. Thank you.