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Monday, June 04, 2007

i have got nothing to do now that the 2 monsters went back to their own homes.
it may be weird to say so but i actually felt blissful to be doing nothing,
absolutely nothing at all. i mean, think about it. when was the last time i get to do
this? (i was busy the last holiday)
or when will be the next time i get do this? probably on my honeymoon, when
i take maternity leave or when Mr Boo earns big bucks n that i can be a
do-nothing-at-all tai-tai and become an old hag eventually.
Omg.

i wanna do nothing because i dunno what to do abt the
pile of shit that keeps falling on me.
School. Work. Boyfriend. Family. Friends. Money. Time.
i have stopped school for a term and now i kinda lost track
of it. fuck.
i am enjoying work but the pay sucks big time.
maybe i should just take the next 6months to try
to figure out the existing nonsense in my life, get everything back
on the tracks, shake up my own ideas and
yada yada yada?

oh.fuck. time for lunch.

11:58 AM



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