the irony's so thick you could cut it with a knife
ack. i am really really really desperate. i can't even think what low i've gotten to for me to wish for classes to start! the horror!!!
i vaguely remember feeling just as bored last christmas vacation. i was lazing around all day, daydreaming about stuff, watching tv, singing my heart out. but i was never content. it got kinda...rotary. no, not *the* rotary club. i mean, rotary, as in rote, as in too routine-y, as in too BORING; doing everything on a sort-of schedule. but i never really set it (the schedule) but only do the stuff because i don't have anything else to do. (i had this knee injury on my freshman year and ever since then i've been straining my knee on a normal basis. it's like my knee's a currently-ticking timebomb, waiting to get injured again. so fun, yet so so painful.)
i mean, it's really really stupid, wishing for summer to start when there are classes and wishing for classes to start when you're on vacation. kinda paththetic, always wanting another thing when i finally get what i want. but both times, i feel indolence (kinda makes laziness sound classy, eh?) kicking in. when there are classes, i laze around, not study for quizzes and go to the mall in the middle of exam week. but then i don't have enough time to blog and put my thoughts down (except when i'm real desperate), since the rest of my free time is spent on malling, texting or talking on the phone. and when i'm on vacation, i laze around, watch tv and go online. but then i never have any stuff to write about since practically nothing ever happens during summer hols (except probably last year. but it was a terrible terrible thing not even worth noting. but at least something happened. unlike now. like, p & d still don't know i exist. aw, crud.) don't you just hate that? you finally get the time to etch your history on stone but then nothing happens. irony's so annoying it makes my head hurt.
i vaguely remember feeling just as bored last christmas vacation. i was lazing around all day, daydreaming about stuff, watching tv, singing my heart out. but i was never content. it got kinda...rotary. no, not *the* rotary club. i mean, rotary, as in rote, as in too routine-y, as in too BORING; doing everything on a sort-of schedule. but i never really set it (the schedule) but only do the stuff because i don't have anything else to do. (i had this knee injury on my freshman year and ever since then i've been straining my knee on a normal basis. it's like my knee's a currently-ticking timebomb, waiting to get injured again. so fun, yet so so painful.)
i mean, it's really really stupid, wishing for summer to start when there are classes and wishing for classes to start when you're on vacation. kinda paththetic, always wanting another thing when i finally get what i want. but both times, i feel indolence (kinda makes laziness sound classy, eh?) kicking in. when there are classes, i laze around, not study for quizzes and go to the mall in the middle of exam week. but then i don't have enough time to blog and put my thoughts down (except when i'm real desperate), since the rest of my free time is spent on malling, texting or talking on the phone. and when i'm on vacation, i laze around, watch tv and go online. but then i never have any stuff to write about since practically nothing ever happens during summer hols (except probably last year. but it was a terrible terrible thing not even worth noting. but at least something happened. unlike now. like, p & d still don't know i exist. aw, crud.) don't you just hate that? you finally get the time to etch your history on stone but then nothing happens. irony's so annoying it makes my head hurt.
