podeamWasting time
The whole day, I felt restless, that I was wasting my time infront of the box (not the television; my poison is the computer).
I wanted to call up friends, to go out. None were fee, or wanted to.
I’ve just come across something. Take a look. Then think. Would you want to waste your days as well?
I’m off to the library. I’m going to break this cycle of lethargic lounging around.
I’ve been dreading tomorrow’s trip to Sentosa, the strain it would bring to my soul. I’m ready now. I don’t care about faux family together-ness. I’m going to try my best to enjoy it.
Alone.
Grin
Oh, and it’s a small world.
It’s such a small world. I visit Popagandhi pretty often, and there’s this frequent commenter who has a website too. Turns out he’s a clarinetist who’s actually a friend of Rachel’s, the Secondary Four oboist who’s playing for TJCSB’s Fiesta Grafito AND is in PhilYouth as well. It’s such a small world, and I love it. :)
Courtesy, Cuiyin